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Piper,

Let begin your fairy show,

Make belive them, make them tractable.

Staring

Into burning starlight skyes,

Make them hearts

Assailable.

Cast your spell on

Everyone who tired

Or forgot themselves

Among the vanity.

Lead them through the darkness of the night

To perform

Your duty.

Charm them with the sounds of

Your pipe,

Let the music flow around and everywhere..

With the first lights of the solar dawn

Lead them to the gates

Of life

Without despair.

Piper,

They forgot your pain,

Promises they made

Was just a pretty words..

Saving them, you had to sell your soul -

In return

You have seen

Unsheathed swords

Let the rain begin

And wash their sins

With the sounds of flute

And beaming dawn..

Time to shed forgiveness and to take

Hameln's children from

Their erring town

You'll make their dreams

Real and so harmless.

Music is your gracious gift -

Play for the truth

And fairness..

And they saw a figure of a man with shining rays of morning sun.

He kept silver flute in his hands.

And he began to play...

The music filled the whole town, every house, square and street.

And they eyes became bright and charmed.

They knew: the piper call them to a new, pure and a sinless life.