THE PRISONER Far, far from my sapphire land, I sing to heal what I can’t withstand. My father’s halls where I once would stay, A life of light now far away. So soft, so pure, so bright it shone, Like precious jewels once safely known. CHORUS Halla! See your daughter cry, Halla! Hear my broken sigh. Taken by merciless hands, Cursed for beauty no one understands. Halla! Look at all my pain, Halla! Break these heavy chains. They may bind my hands in shame, But my heart still burns with flame. I dream of reaching heaven’s sky, In your garden where the sun rests high. No more tears and no more chains, No more sorrow, no more pain. Take my soul — it still is thine, Beyond these walls where I resign. I am not afraid to die, A slave to fate, I won’t deny. You may take this body of mine, Without regret, without a sign. But my heart has flown away To the one who’ll free me one day. CHORUS (repeat) Halla! See your daughter cry, Halla! Hear my broken sigh. Taken by merciless hands, Cursed for beauty no one understands. Halla! Look at all my pain, Halla! Break these heavy chains. They may bind my hands in shame, But my heart still burns with flame.