When right is not a right
without the swords of might
where to will go our way
when shall we see the day
When truth just can't be heard
where freedom's just a word
we can sigh-we can cry
and watch our lives pass by
The darkness of our night
holds truer than the light
our life can't hold a sway
our life offers no way
Let's shun both light and night
hold on to what is right
our shame and our dismay
"this day be gone away!"
When once were flock and herd
now'll go where few have dared
our thoughts-long oh so dry
with eagles' wings shall fly
This twilight rise and fight
the coming of the night
this day we'll fight and pray
and life will hold a sway
By Comte Almaviva
without the swords of might
where to will go our way
when shall we see the day
When truth just can't be heard
where freedom's just a word
we can sigh-we can cry
and watch our lives pass by
The darkness of our night
holds truer than the light
our life can't hold a sway
our life offers no way
Let's shun both light and night
hold on to what is right
our shame and our dismay
"this day be gone away!"
When once were flock and herd
now'll go where few have dared
our thoughts-long oh so dry
with eagles' wings shall fly
This twilight rise and fight
the coming of the night
this day we'll fight and pray
and life will hold a sway
By Comte Almaviva
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