The prince of Marano has flown
Aboard his ship, he has
Love will grow
And nothing comes in the way
It's true that
And no one knows it --
Where she came from,
Where she's
Now here I stand
Oh, in the morning sunshine,
Dreaming only of
Crossing the distant night,
Wandering the desert sea.
The gods' voices are
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