🎶 “Elisa and the Eleven Swans” 🎶

🎵 Verse 1

🎵 Once long ago, there was a king,
With twelve dear children, hearts full of spring.
Eleven boys and one sweet girl,
Their happy home, a loving world. 👧

🎵 Verse 2

🎵 One day he wed a woman cold,
Her heart was hard, her gaze was bold.
👑 Stepmother: “These children stand in my way!”
With magic dark, she made them pay.

🎵 Verse 3

🎵 The princes turned to swans so white,
They flapped their wings and took to flight. 🦢
Elisa stayed, alone and sad,
But brave and strong like none had had.

🎵 Verse 4

🎵 She dreamed of brothers lost from view,
And set her heart to find them too.
Through forest deep she walked with care,
Till swans flew down through sunset air.

🎵 Verse 5

🎵 🧵 Forest Woman: “To break their curse, be still,
Weave nettle shirts with silent will.”
👧 Elisa: “I won’t speak, I’ll bear the pain.”
She gathered nettles in the rain.

🎵 Verse 6

🎵 Her fingers bled, but she stayed strong,
Sewing shirts all day long.
A king rode by and took her in,
But she stayed mute through thick and thin.

🎵 Verse 7

🎵 🗣️ Townsfolk: “She must be a witch, so strange and still!”
Yet Elisa kept on with her will.
Accused and judged, they lit the flame—
But then, from skies, her brothers came!

🎵 Verse 8

🎵 She threw the shirts as fire grew,
They turned to princes, brave and true!
One wing remained—but that was fine—
She spoke at last with voice divine:

🎵 Final Verse

👧 Elisa: “They are my brothers—my love broke the spell.”
Her silence saved them all so well.
They lived in peace, her tale well-known—
A heart so quiet can still be strong. 🕊️❤️