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Once in a town in the black forest a little white toy-shop stood. |
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And the little tin soldier with only one leg lived in a castle of wood. |
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And across the room on another shelf stood a little glass case, |
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And a tiny ballerina lived in there all in her dress of lace. |
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And from where the little tin soldier stood they could see each other so clear |
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And the little tin soldier watched over her with a love that was so dear. |
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Then one day sadness came: the tiny ballerina was sold. |
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The little tin soldier was thrown away and into the gutter he rolled. |
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The water carried him to the sea and many far-off lands. |
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He made many children happy as he passed through their tiny hands. |
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And then one day they met again in a house in the land of Eire |
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And when the clocks on the wall struck the midnight hour |
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They jumped into a fire |
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And in that fire they shall stay |
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Forever in the day. |
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For the fire, Lord, is the fire of love, |
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Just like the peaceful dove. |