Desire, born in the fire I want to look into my future No name, it's all the same I know it's a horrible creature That day, we seek the way I hope that I will soon know more Come now, he'll show you how I will ask the magic mirror The picture's flying by, rising higher and higher Oh, tell me my Queen what I see now Tell what I shall deem - talks in riddles So say what you mean, he belongs to you Hold on, my heart is gone The magic has captured my soul Free me, I can not see He will find me in my hole Her Majesty, she smiled, the magic's gone and left you Oh, tell me my Queen.