Oh, I have seen the strong turn frail,
Insufficiency
Turn their once proud cheeks pale.
And, I have seen the fruitless love
Of cygnets down the bay
And how the others make their way
With a little
Help from their friends.
And I, I have heard of how
The cygnets cry
-I wonder how,
How to make her cry that way.
-Say, can I make her shake,
Like cygnets shake,
When cygnets break?
-Can it ever be the same?
Oh, it is still not long ago
That I believed in wages of sin and so.
And she,
Such a wicked androgyne.
So maybe should I strike her on her chin
Or should I cut her head in two...
-Yes, that's what I ought to do.
'Cause I, I have heard of how
The cygnets cry
-I wonder how,
How to make her cry that way.
-Say, can I make her shake,
Like cygnets shake,
When cygnets break?
-Can it ever be the same?
But,
When she leans against my shoulder,
I know nothing can be stronger.
So I don't see why I worry.
-I just can't stand the thought
Of that sound...
But Hey,
Hey, I saw her yesterday,
And I never felt my heart take a leap that way.
Now,
I must no more waste my time.
Now, I'm gonna push it up her spine,
I'm gonna make her weep and whine
-all because I love her.
'Cause I, I have heard of how
The cygnets cry
-I wonder how,
How to make her cry that way.
-Say, can I make her shake,
Like cygnets shake,
When cygnets break?
-Can it ever be the same?
'Cause I, I have heard the sound...
Writer(s): Martin Karl Axen Persson, Lars Henrik Ljungberg, Sylvester David Olof Schlegel, Mikael Bjoern-ingel Jepsson, Ola Salo, Martin Lundgren Rosengardten
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