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It was in town of Hameln,
Where children were subdued,
And happily were coming
To sound of magic flute.
The Piper's no forgiver:
When cheated of his gold,
He led the kids to river,
Avenging thousandfold.

Chorus:
No worries, no regrets.
Farewell, you lying people,
You well deserve the rats.
My luring tune is simple,
Pied Piper walks away.
You may now pay me triple,
That would not make me sway,
Pied Piper walks away.

He calls to all musicians,
Both magical and plain:
If listeners are vicious,
Refusing you to pay,
Just play, and they will gather,
Will follow you around,
And in the quiet Weser
They won't be ever found.

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