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本帖最后由 JoyceAccSG 于 2012-11-29 18:44 编辑 * b3 v1 S2 d5 x) K; ^
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Goodbye England's rose
3 Z; T4 U* P- k& ?& \May you ever grow in our hearts7 R d* `2 ?+ i9 o0 \
You were the grace that placed itself, |: c) `) |& ?1 U3 K
Where lives were torn apart
]+ V, b6 s) o' w5 n- OYou called out to our country
4 e2 D8 u- c" ^) zAnd you whispered to those in pain0 p' b: t+ A: Y4 ?
Now you belong to heaven
0 w: @4 S; i- I$ nAnd the stars spell out your name
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And it seems to me you lived your life
0 e7 _2 O, u, g# p3 T8 U7 Q' XLike a candle in the wind6 B: h1 H @9 g$ o7 e) ^
Never fading with the sunset8 I0 D' i: f' B. F* d$ ^
When the rain set in
( u9 k9 Y) ^5 K, }: t% cAnd your footsteps will always fall here
( G5 @1 D" X) i% S ]8 h6 |Along England's greenest hills* x- t% O [' e
Your candle's burned out long before' o$ y0 }8 U4 K" e$ n0 s
Your legend ever will4 B* I _9 u" G0 o
' s; o: v; q8 c4 T3 e' g( CLoveliness we've lost
' Z5 e9 Q/ H8 V3 G! R! y6 S; DThese empty days without your smile5 m) ^9 _" T8 w+ @4 O8 \
This torch we'll always carry
& n2 u! c, S7 A5 R: l4 {4 ^For our nation's golden child* G( _: K ]- m; b
And even though we try, P6 m3 j, S: L# @% ]
The truth brings us to tears
( U; A# P+ {& e/ R3 V- kAll our words cannot express) T3 y3 ~& e5 _ C( ^! S( @( j
The joy you brought us through the years4 O# _6 ]- |( A+ u& W
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And it seems to me you lived your life+ u) m* j4 w0 z4 z
Like a candle in the wind
( G6 R" p8 h/ dNever fading with the sunset
; b2 O" I/ _0 @7 J. M+ MWhen the rain set in
4 `! n- [# e6 z/ B8 s3 v- qAnd your footsteps will always fall here
; v/ y# z, d, BAlong England's greenest hills# V$ V* s" Q% p$ `9 ~# w2 g
Your candle's burned out long before$ f. p- y- s8 b n& r
Your legend ever will
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Goodbye England's rose. ^: G1 r3 V) z" A% L2 C
May you ever grow in our hearts" P7 \. R) u7 t$ ` Y0 _6 K/ P
You were the grace that placed itself3 @0 {$ {% `' \& ] r8 L
Where lives were torn apart
, ?5 Z5 x2 T* X3 u( t( P. `Goodbye England's rose
% ~" Z7 s% ]# D4 x7 IFrom a country lost without your soul
/ g5 U) t' V. a; _: ?Who'll miss the wings of your compassion! V: K3 I1 }6 X
More than you'll ever know8 P/ u- g* K- d0 O: l
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And it seems to me you lived your life$ U4 f) A; r7 U S/ S" U" X' R" [
Like a candle in the wind
, ]1 i3 [6 ^4 m- b4 ]- z. ]2 dNever fading with the sunset' e4 y+ I- |' g9 M0 B+ \8 z
When the rain set in$ S' P0 E( u* x. z" C0 e C
And you footsteps will always fall here) K1 a! U, i5 m; Z; v
Along England's greenest hills. _; @+ Q/ w& r* q' Z* t
Your candle's burned out long before9 m5 i; b% ]0 O2 ?: Y- c
Your legend ever will |
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