The Collected Stories

Candles are lit, candles are burnt
Prince and fairy, and you Fitcher's Bird
Candles are blew out, one by another
Tell a story, end a story
Shadows are blurred

Oh, happy prince, you kindhearted prince, why are you crying?
Who has stolen your leaden heart and left you lying?
Oh, and behold, over there's a lady praying for rain
But suddenly the rain has stopped

Dripping and dripping, what's still falling?
How come the beauty could ever dance again?
My naughty princess, where are you going?
You may have know that is all in vain
Panting and panting, are you running?
Running to open the door, the forbidden?

My naughty princess, thank you for coming
And now the last one, and now whose turn?

La, la, la la, la
It's my turn
Are you ready?
From now, my game starts