Caught by the moonlight
A silent mist, a shimmer in the trees
Oh what a night for dreams, a night of destiny
Others are sleeping
So unaware of magic in the air
Magic you whip
just for me
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Sweet fascination
Though I don't understand the words you say
You whisper soft and low, and I am swept away
Touch of enchantment
I tremble when you hold me close this way
Drawn like a moth
to a flame
Io sono prigioniera
My fate is in your arms tonight
Though love is shining in your eyes, will you be mine tomorrow?
Io sono prigioniera
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