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Here, no need to fear
Sit, an offer you will hear, listen
Learn, her heart you´ll earn
Burn, your arms will burn
Once an early morning a young man walks by a creek
With her in mind he plays his harp until he hears a shriek
Scared he finds an old man with a fiddle black and sleek
You can learn to be the best if that is what you seek
Hear, and learn how to ensnare, the sound all fear
Learn, because life is never fair. Your goal is near
Learn, the old and evil ways. Her heart you´ll earn
Burn. Yes you will take my place. Your hands will burn
Once they played together on the old ensnaring song
they were stuck forever for the spell became too strong
The old man could not foresee that they could not stop to play
and if you listen you can hear them even to this day
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