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The last unicorn |
Interprété par America. |
When the last eagle flies over the last crumbling mountain And the last lion roars At the last dusty fountain In the shadow of the forrest Though she may be old and worn They will stare unbelieving At the last unicorn. When the first breath of winter Through the flowers is icing And you look To the north And a pale moon Is rising Anditseems Like all is dying And would leave the World to morn In the distance hear the laughter of the last Unicorn - I'm alive I'm alive. When the last gleam is cast over the last star of morning And the future has past without even a last desperate warning Then look into the sky where through the clouds are packed with stonr Look and see her how she sparkles it's the last unicorn - I'm alive I'm alive. |
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