Lost again, Lica's parents go away
Over the valleys deep, they are lost again
Arm in arm for seven days, they trace the desert ways
They are lost again
Seven nights, they sleep and dream they see
Their child captured in the desert wild
Lost again, till before their way a catching lion lay
Follow me, he said
Please weep not for the maiden in my palace deep
Your Lica lies deep asleep
They look in his eyes, his eyes filled with deep
Surprise and wondering behold a spirit armed in gold
Lost again, on his head a crown, on his
Shoulders down flowed his golden hair
Lost again, gone was all their care
Lost again, and they followed where the visions led
Lost again, and they saw their sleeping child among tigers wild
Follow me, he said
Please weep not for the maiden in my palace deep
Your Lica lies deep asleep
They look in his eyes, his eyes filled with deep
Surprise and wondering behold a spirit armed in gold
A spirit armed in gold
A spirit armed in gold
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