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a younger man was he put us on his knee and told us stories of princes and dragons the minstrel played our song and we all sang along and everything he told us was shining in our hearts we will not be forgotten listen close for the spirit is moving the tale continues on the prince has found his throne and sparks the ground with fireflies he looks into the sky he never wonders why the blood will flow but never dry we will not be forgotten no listen close for the spirit is moving along this lonely road back to my heart the king removes his cloak youth his only hope touching the joining lips of love at eventide hoping to understand From Letras Mania