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Once was a Prince and a Princess
That loved one another so dear,
Each other they could not posess,
Too deep was the water clear.
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"Oh dear heart, can you not swim here,
My darling swim over to me,
I will light two candles, have no fear,
By their light the way you’ll see.
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An evil fairy heard their planning,
Pretending to be sound asleep,
She blew out the candles, damning
The Prince to drown in the deep.
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It was on a Sunday morning,
The people were happy and gay,
Except for the Princess, mourning,
With tears in red eyes, this day.
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Oh mother, my dearest mother,
My head feels as were split in two;
I’d like to stroll somewhere other,
Perhaps by the water blue.
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The mother alone went to church,
The daughter to the shore did run,
She walked so long til her search
For a fisherman was done.
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Oh fisherman, dear fisherman,
Would you like to earn a great prize?
Your net in the water today can
Fish me a Prince where he lies.
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He threw the net in the water,
To the bottom so deep it sank,
He fished long for the King’s daughter,
Then brought the Prince to the bank.
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The fisher’d fished for a long time,
Before the dead Prince he’d found.
Now look here my dear maiden fine,
Here’s your Prince in my net bound.
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Her two arms cradled the body,
And she kissed his cold lips so pale,
Oh lips could you but speak to me
Again my heart would be hale.
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Her robe around herself she wound,
And then leaped into the deep sea.
Dear father, mother, I have found
My grave that you shall never see.
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The bells they tolled throughout the land,
Of woe and want, were heard loud cries,
Two Kings’ children lay close at hand,
Both never again to rise........................................................
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Once was a Prince and a Princess
That loved one another so dear,
Each other they could not posess,
Too deep was the water clear.
............................................................
...................................................
"Oh dear heart, can you not swim here,
My darling swim over to me,
I will light two candles, have no fear,
By their light the way you’ll see.
............................................................
....................................................
An evil fairy heard their planning,
Pretending to be sound asleep,
She blew out the candles, damning
The Prince to drown in the deep.
............................................................
....................................................
It was on a Sunday morning,
The people were happy and gay,
Except for the Princess, mourning,
With tears in red eyes, this day.
............................................................
....................................................
Oh mother, my dearest mother,
My head feels as were split in two;
I’d like to stroll somewhere other,
Perhaps by the water blue.
............................................................
....................................................
The mother alone went to church,
The daughter to the shore did run,
She walked so long til her search
For a fisherman was done.
............................................................
....................................................
Oh fisherman, dear fisherman,
Would you like to earn a great prize?
Your net in the water today can
Fish me a Prince where he lies.
............................................................
....................................................
He threw the net in the water,
To the bottom so deep it sank,
He fished long for the King’s daughter,
Then brought the Prince to the bank.
............................................................
....................................................
The fisher’d fished for a long time,
Before the dead Prince he’d found.
Now look here my dear maiden fine,
Here’s your Prince in my net bound.
............................................................
....................................................
Her two arms cradled the body,
And she kissed his cold lips so pale,
Oh lips could you but speak to me
Again my heart would be hale.
............................................................
.....................................................
Her robe around herself she wound,
And then leaped into the deep sea.
Dear father, mother, I have found
My grave that you shall never see.
............................................................
.....................................................
The bells they tolled throughout the land,
Of woe and want, were heard loud cries,
Two Kings’ children lay close at hand,
Both never again to rise.