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Music: Saša Lošić
Lyrics: Zoran Predin
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Somewhere at the town’s end, there an old house sleeps
And at the ninth window, maiden waits and weeps
Golden moon, counting, counting all her bitter tears
Night still hides them, almost, almost like her fears

By the empty table, every night she waits
Her pure spirit’s calling, calling out for help
O Good Fairies, where are those enchanting lips?
O Prince Charming, where’s your ever-magic kiss?

Waken now, my good Prince
I would gladly give you all
All my dreams and all my youth
Break the spell of the fairy tale

Waken now, my good Prince
I would gladly give you all
All my dreams and all my youth
Break the spell of the fairy tale

Waken now, my good Prince
I would gladly give you all
All my dreams and all my youth
Break the spell of the fairy tale

Waken now

Every morning dawning, dawning over tears
Oh, pure heart sees, sees all, all that eye ignores

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