A Swan Lake Full of Tears Lyrics

This bleak realisation
Everything comes to an end
A dying swan
Only the mind can turn back time
A pale white figure in the dark

A palace of silence, she breathes coldness
In this hall, in every dusty corner of this old theatre
The sound of clapping hands that she misses so much
The tingling sensation when everyone looks up at her beautiful face

Just a little breeze of appreciation
One last time, she wants to be the swan
With her gracile stretched legs and the colossal wings
This bitter yearning to burn the calling limelight

One last time, she wants to be the swan queen
The flying pale white figure in the dark

When the last white feather falls, a swan lake full of tears
Every time it hurts a little more to leave the stage without a stroke of wings

When the last white feather falls, a swan lake full of tears
The bewitched princess with the velvety plumage
With her gracile stretched legs and the colossal wings

One last time, she wants to be the swan queen
The flying pale white figure in the dark
When the last white feather falls

A swan lake full of tears

Don't forget me, please
Ignore my injured feet
Don't look at me
If I start to weep

This silent hall, this bleak realisation
Only the mind can turn back time
A dying swan with broken wings