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''Andersen:''
''Andersen:''<br>
They said that Jenny too was once an ugly wretch<br>
And how her dress was torn and ragged<br>
Back when her life was brief and rugged<br>
She had no sense for fine perfume<br>
And still her eyes cast down as she walks <br>
through each gilded room<br>
<br>
You'll note her gowns are never hung with a string of pearls<br>
No one who sees her, plain and modest, senses the illegitimate girl<br>
Hidden within ...<br>
So, hark and hail "The Swedish Nightingale" <br>


They said that Jenny too was once an ugly wretch
''Lind:'' <br>
 
Is this is not a pretty tale?<br>
And how her dress was torn and ragged
Is this not a riddle?<br>
 
A bow shoots arrows through the air <br>
Back when her life was brief and rugged
A bow drags notes from a fiddle  <br>
 
But who is the beau of poor girl’s dreams? <br>
She had no sense for fine perfume
That a king may send to battle<br>
 
<br>
And still her eyes cast down as she walks
Is this not a pretty tale? <br>
 
Is this not a riddle? <br>
through each gilded room
If red is the breast of soldier’s tunic hung with a silver medal <br>
 
And red is the thorn that protects the rose, a deeper red than the petal <br>
 
How deep is the red our redeemer bled, the debt of our sins to settle? <br>
 
How deep is the red?<br>
You'll note her gowns are never hung with a string of pearls
How deep is the red?<br>
 
How deep is the red our redeemer bled?<br>
No one who sees her, plain and modest, senses the illegitimate girl
How deep is the red?<br>
 
Hidden within ...
 
So, hark and hail "The Swedish Nightingale"
 
 
''Lind:''  
 
 
Is this is not a pretty tale?
 
Is this not a riddle?
 
A bow shoots arrows through the air  
 
A bow drags notes from a fiddle   
 
But who is the beau of poor girl’s dreams?  
 
That a king may send to battle
 
 
 
Is this not a pretty tale?  
 
Is this not a riddle?  
 
If red is the breast of soldier’s tunic hung with a silver medal  
 
And red is the thorn that protects the rose, a deeper red than the petal  
 
How deep is the red our redeemer bled, the debt of our sins to settle?  
 
How deep is the red?
 
How deep is the red?
 
How deep is the red our redeemer bled?
 
How deep is the red?

Revision as of 03:43, 20 April 2009

Andersen:
They said that Jenny too was once an ugly wretch
And how her dress was torn and ragged
Back when her life was brief and rugged
She had no sense for fine perfume
And still her eyes cast down as she walks
through each gilded room

You'll note her gowns are never hung with a string of pearls
No one who sees her, plain and modest, senses the illegitimate girl
Hidden within ...
So, hark and hail "The Swedish Nightingale"

Lind:
Is this is not a pretty tale?
Is this not a riddle?
A bow shoots arrows through the air
A bow drags notes from a fiddle
But who is the beau of poor girl’s dreams?
That a king may send to battle

Is this not a pretty tale?
Is this not a riddle?
If red is the breast of soldier’s tunic hung with a silver medal
And red is the thorn that protects the rose, a deeper red than the petal
How deep is the red our redeemer bled, the debt of our sins to settle?
How deep is the red?
How deep is the red?
How deep is the red our redeemer bled?
How deep is the red?