Frozen in time,
locked in a season.
Lips as red as wine,
No one knows where she's going.

Right from the start
From the very beginning,
From the bottom of his heart,
He shall know where she's going to

As they marched, they fought and they won with glory,
The enchantment is finally destroyed…

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