Princess on the hill

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Princess on the hill On the very high hill In the grip of the devil That turned her to portrait Tever sees the sun Can not ever travel ... From cradle To despair Then, to the grip of devil ... Princess in the jail In a very big castle Princess has believed That lantern which is there It's all world's light On her cheek a tear Mixed with flame Dissolves in mirror.. The princess who's to blame For all that horror Among a carpet of the thorns She is the only flower .... Power of love will be the only power That kills the devil And destroys his tower .. .... Princess on the hill On the very high hill In the grip of the devil Princess in a jail In a very big castle From cradle To despair Then to the grip of devil ... The devil that sways Laughs before her Chews her days Reads her stories Written on bones By blood of a goldfinch Princess on the hill In dark, deep trench Princess on the hill On a very high hill Grows up the hope Beyond the despair And copper and steel ...

Princess on the hill On very high hill The victim of the fate Like flower in desert The princess can't hate Despite all the chains On her neck and hand Instead of jewels.. Necklace of the moons And .... No thing to say .. just .. Princess on the hill In the grip of the devil In the mines wagon Heading in hurry To the source of the light That comes from the hell Driven by the devil .. He howls and screams And crashes her dreams Princess in the trouble ! ...

Princess on the hill On very high hill In sad blue bubble. . A princess in the jail In that big castle From the pink cradle To despair ... Then, to the grip of the devil...