There´s a story in each lifetime
I see them pass me on the street everyday
There´s a life behind the sad face
behind those eyes that just don´t want to see
In the snow under the street lamp
she wears her crown made of flowers and thorns
at the corner down the avenue
on his way to tame the beast
my winter princess, my fire queen
my weary knight and my lost king
In the park there is a statue
a woman hold her child so tiny but strong
and from her eyes there glows a silence
tells he´s protected by the stars and her love
my winter princess, my fire queen
my weary knight and my lost king
my winter princess, my fire queen
my weary knight and my last king

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