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本帖最后由 JoyceAccSG 于 2012-11-29 18:44 编辑 + |. \! }, j7 M2 |( r
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Goodbye England's rose$ H8 P- |) ~; y# A. o% w
May you ever grow in our hearts3 x7 S& P! E: B
You were the grace that placed itself! D; M# h; v% @. }0 L
Where lives were torn apart* z+ z6 k1 A, ~ j
You called out to our country
" ~- ~' ]; A( {; R, K: @" D! uAnd you whispered to those in pain
* _ ^4 G6 |( tNow you belong to heaven3 z$ Y$ g% n. }2 ]( d h+ N5 ~
And the stars spell out your name
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1 x1 }7 L2 Z- i* _8 I" C+ q% IAnd it seems to me you lived your life0 d5 U7 r" c! B- X) A m& V
Like a candle in the wind$ W/ e8 q" [" F% i% T; t7 x! h
Never fading with the sunset
% S7 c! l& Y! d9 O# f) _When the rain set in- a( g/ V2 [" K: Y- r
And your footsteps will always fall here* k) ]" L! D5 w7 l. p- K
Along England's greenest hills1 @8 C( Q; l1 X: \
Your candle's burned out long before
$ I5 W$ w/ Y, }+ p2 E- ]5 g3 Y& |Your legend ever will1 R" P5 G6 v( d" O
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Loveliness we've lost
7 w: m1 Q4 u$ K# I) g$ T" k0 ]These empty days without your smile& l5 K" e# e; k
This torch we'll always carry0 Z& w/ V' h/ s; H% p# X- k0 M
For our nation's golden child q/ K @! {8 `5 g( }* s$ V! V
And even though we try& Q- D, D2 z* `% Z2 r5 M$ D
The truth brings us to tears" d& u& J6 A. ^5 y
All our words cannot express
# G7 J9 T! L* rThe joy you brought us through the years
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And it seems to me you lived your life$ V5 w- b5 x7 g9 R: X
Like a candle in the wind
$ Q( N" Y7 m, q/ f8 F" U( [Never fading with the sunset7 i) f, R/ T5 H, B& L
When the rain set in% B, D$ }- p& @/ Y3 N
And your footsteps will always fall here% e# E! J/ W2 h2 d
Along England's greenest hills
, V; d* v, e# L/ g# k/ J+ DYour candle's burned out long before4 c' z* W& l! S$ H' m
Your legend ever will9 \0 K) E' E; ^
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Goodbye England's rose
2 g; L1 m N4 ~1 {/ f( D$ r! aMay you ever grow in our hearts
% B: y2 F( j% U! t+ `8 @% H; nYou were the grace that placed itself n# D0 X- O. b; r' c
Where lives were torn apart: h/ I. G6 _0 w2 D( c- G
Goodbye England's rose; D- j; K" k! o7 [& M2 \; C* ?
From a country lost without your soul
1 q' e \5 O3 d, \! j* ^0 [6 HWho'll miss the wings of your compassion
. o: u' Y) T% H& x( eMore than you'll ever know t* g% C' q# _. O: B, S- N
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And it seems to me you lived your life6 |+ h9 {2 m v( [/ Y& H. r2 J& i: e
Like a candle in the wind
' u. e* k9 Q; V: uNever fading with the sunset
( I; V8 @2 x3 Z& n( K3 O' R, _When the rain set in
: Q1 N0 {2 T! M) O+ PAnd you footsteps will always fall here
' \( r' t( m5 r) ]' F" ^Along England's greenest hills- q' j+ d* m! q: P2 O) {1 H* ]
Your candle's burned out long before& X8 p3 _" V& A" h. k) t+ q# y1 F
Your legend ever will |
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