Munarheim - The Last Unicorn | Текст песни

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• Munarheim
• The Last Unicorn

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 forest
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.
And it seems like all is dying
and woul leave the world to mourn
in the distance hear the laughter
of the last unicorn.

I'm alive! I'm alive!

When the last moon is cast
over the last star of morning
and the future is past
without even a last desperate warning.
Then look into the sky where
through the clouds a path is formed
look and see her how she sparkles.
It's the last unicorn.

I'm alive! I'm alive!