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

Now 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

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