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She was a slave not a wife There was nothing in life That she could care for She had no respect There was only reject All around her Once she had a dream Of something she had never seen Of someone in a beautiful scene A figure of man in black Said there was no turning back "Take my hand and come with me" He said "we can fly, fly, fly... fly, fly, fly!" Now fly, fly, fly – you and I Above so high – we can fly You and I – now fly! Was it real or dream? She could still feel the wind Blowing her hair and skin A figure of man in black Told her that he could come back In change of her useless life and soul They could fly, fly, fly... fly, fly, fly, fly!