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Two island swans |
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They mated for life |
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And his faithful heart |
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Would not consider any other wife |
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With three years of peaceful joy |
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With the rushes of the pond |
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Proud and gentle was the love |
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Of the last two island swans. |
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There love was like a circle |
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With no beginning and no end |
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With his lady by his side |
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A treasure and best friend |
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And the pond was oh so peaceful |
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And the rising of the sun |
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Young and free as theisland breeze |
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Their lives had just begun |
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Till a dark day in |
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November With the seering cold that starts |
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Stalked the hunter with his bow |
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And put an arrow through her heart (Chorus) |
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And the cold wind blow |
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He was brave but he lay low |
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By her body in the isle of mist |
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I saw her give him one last cold kiss |
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One last cold kiss |
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Now swans like people |
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Talk of only one in this fair side |
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Though they brought him 20 ladies |
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He would take no other bride |
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And they say he will not move |
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From the place where she did fall |
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Once so proud he's beaten now |
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And he will not rise at all (Chorus) |
