MGLS




The Last UniQueHorn

	When the last
	eagle flies
	over the last
	crumbling mountain	crumbling: abbröckeln, zerbröckeln

	And the last
	lion roars
	at the last dusty	staubig
	fountain	springbrunnen

	In the shadow
	of the forest	Forst, Wald
	though she may
	be old and worn?????	erschöpft, abgenutzt, verschlissen, abgedroschen

	They will stare
	unbelieving
	at the last
	UniqueHorn

	When the first
	breath of winter
	is icing

	And you look
	to the north
	and a pale moon
	is rising

	And it seems like
	all is dying and
	would leave the
	world to mourn	in Trauer gehen

	In the distance hear	distdance
	the laugh-ter of the
	last UniQueHorn	unicorn

	I'm alive, I'm alive

	When the last
	moon is cast	wenn das letzte Gefühl vergeblich geäußert wurde
	over the last
	star of morning
	? star of notning ?

	And the future
	has passed
	without even a last
	desperate warning

	They look into
	the sky where
	through the clouds
	a path is torn	torn: durchgerissen

	Look and see her
	how she sparkles	to sparkle: funkeln
	it's the last

	UNICORN

	I'm alive, I'm alive