| My steps towards the water
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| Where Undine last was seen
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| I was told that if you saw her
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| It should make you more naive
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| Made my steps towards the shore
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| She sang her love at me
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| Oh Undine so sweet and pure
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| Make me more naive
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| Oh Undine, sing your love to me
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| Oh Undine, knowing I’d love this lovely scene
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| There were ropes around my wrist
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| And the tide pulled at her hair
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| Pulling her away from me
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| And me away from there
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| Yes the water tried to take her
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| Tried to make poor Undine hide
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| But she fought herself against it
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| Love in her had not yet died
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| Oh Undine, sing your love to me
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| Oh Undine, fight your way, fight your way
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| You live for the sea
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| Undine, you live for the sea
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| You cannot, you cannot
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| What’s going on in there?
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| What’s going on in there?
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| Let me in
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| It’s cold there in December
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| So I took my coat and left
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| Left Undine by the embers
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| That’s all our fire had left
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| Left Undine by the shore
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| Where she sang her love at me
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| Oh Undine so sweet and pure
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| Knowing I’d love this lovely scene
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| You live for the sea
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| Undine, you live for the sea
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| You cannot, you cannot
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| What’s going on in there?
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| What’s going on in there?
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| Let me in
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| You live for the sea
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| Undine, you live for the sea
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| You cannot, you cannot
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| You cannot love me |