The Wild Swans

Behind the fading glow of the horizon line
 Where flame and ice melt into black
 And sun and moon unite
 Where drapes enwind so meek
 The olden mossy trees
 Across the mountains grey
 They glide into the falling night
 Human in their hearts
 But cursed they are
 To roam as swans in daylight
 Freed only by the evening star
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 Unto the end of time
 The wild swans fly
 Into the fading sun
 Towards the burning sky
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 Where enchanted woodlands whisper
 And the creeks fall steep
 Where cold winds blow in ardour
 And where the nightbirds weep
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 Concealed the valley lies
 In which the six swans dwell
 Beyond the seven mountains
 Veiled by a vicious spell
 This deceitful magic
 To never be undone
 With every dawns awakening
 A feathered coat is spun
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 Unto the end of time
 The wild swans fly
 Into the fading sun
 Towards the burning sky