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Isadora dance, we are entranced |
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Billowing sleeves, in the breeze |
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Her heart's so soft, the willow weeps |
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To dance is to live, to love is to give |
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Beneath a vine of ivy leaves |
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Isadora sleeps |
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Around the world, she follows love |
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Tarnesian sands, get up and dance |
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Down in the sun, her burning flame |
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To dance is to live, there is no shame |
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Beneath a vine of ivy leaves |
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Isadora sleeps |
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Isadora danced, we are entranced |
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Billowing sleeves in the breeze |
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Her heart's so soft, the willow weeps |
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To dance is to live, to love is to give |
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Beneath a vine of ivy leaves |
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Isadora sleeps |