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She packed up her bags
And towards the North she walked
To the countries of fairytales and Gods

Still, oh she was doubtful
Of what would be waiting for her there

In her pocket a harp,
And pretty words she wrote
And so her travelling began

People started to look different
And everywhere she went they said

"Should you be there ? Should you be there really ? No.
Beware, beware folks, beware, beware
Cause the fox is among us !"

As she walked on by
All the names came to flow
And followed her steps throughout the land

Undisturbed by rumours
For she came seeking something else

Vast lands of snow
And Winter eternal
Filling her head with brand new tales

Soon, her songs became legends
And everwhere she went, she sang

"Should you be there ? Should you be there really ? No.
Beware, beware folks, beware, beware
Cause the fox is among us !"

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