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The Fiddler on the Green
Minnan1
Sad voices they're calling :: Our precious girl she can't be gone :: How bitter this morning :: When daddy's darling :: Went out and started her day :: :: Wasn't there a dream last night :: Like a spring never ending :: Still the water runs clear :: Through my mind :: On the field I can see a fiddler :: The fiddler on the green and the sad boy :: I took him too early :: Would you mind :: Would you mind :: Would you mind :: If I take you :: :: To be with you :: To be with you :: To be with you :: To be with you :: :: The sun seemed bright :: The air was clear :: The air was clear :: A trick of light :: Turned red into green :: She saw the light :: Her face was pale :: Her body smashed :: Her beauty's gone :: :: Isn't it a shame :: The reaper said :: He is quite alone here :: And still waiting for you :: Oh I really did fail for the first time :: Spoke the fiddler, poor old fiddler :: The fiddler on the green :: The fiddler on the green :: :: It would be nice... :: :: Take my hand :: Just hold my hand :: I'll take you there :: Your pain will go away... The Blind Guardian will return...