Is anybody there?
Yes, I'm talking to you.
You were supposed to be my love,
my charming prince,
my happy ending, my friend.
But now, you took off your mask.
You're not an enchanted prince
waiting for my kiss to break the spell.
You're just a frog dressed like a prince
waiting for another soul to steal and sell.
So, goodbye then, go away.
Is there anything you want to say?
For me it's over, no regrets.
I'm leaving you, I'm taking this train.
My fairy tale is being started againg.
