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He was the wizard
Of a thousand kings And I chanced to meet him One night wandering He told me tales And he drank my wine Me and my magic man Had a feeling fine Why don't we listen to
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He had a cloak of gold And eyes of fire And as he spoke I felt a deep desire To free the world Of its fear and pain And help the people To feel free again So spoke the wizard
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Love and truth will follow me
You will never break the spell
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