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本帖最后由 JoyceAccSG 于 2012-11-29 18:44 编辑 8 ^, f: E$ ^' h$ C5 A/ G
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5 `6 V) f8 o# z9 y1 U, |7 zGoodbye England's rose
* Z0 L5 z+ k2 Q$ Y gMay you ever grow in our hearts
1 ~1 g- ?' B% x4 s8 cYou were the grace that placed itself* z ^' c9 ]& T9 Q# u! Q: {
Where lives were torn apart
" e, X9 m8 V4 i7 LYou called out to our country
+ I/ f. V0 |' i0 c9 I" xAnd you whispered to those in pain
3 w, k ^; h- T( A, T g' e+ H9 WNow you belong to heaven
, p; T( G F/ D, W+ q% d5 ZAnd the stars spell out your name
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And it seems to me you lived your life
0 y3 h2 v' z% D: n) e# X5 YLike a candle in the wind' e1 `4 X' F$ }" D
Never fading with the sunset
) D3 ~1 i' |7 \/ |/ V- z6 \When the rain set in
* U- R& U- V0 H. s, dAnd your footsteps will always fall here
; ]! A' s0 E \; E/ ~Along England's greenest hills5 D" T! f7 `4 t* ^
Your candle's burned out long before
' h5 G! v. X5 t. g0 C) gYour legend ever will0 ~' X7 `. F' @
* \* d* O0 x0 k" x3 V/ E- X; {' BLoveliness we've lost
/ P7 B# O$ G/ H5 p1 BThese empty days without your smile
& Y. M1 p8 r( C7 V6 LThis torch we'll always carry6 E4 b0 n8 M* Z5 Y
For our nation's golden child
9 C8 @0 H$ [2 H' n( aAnd even though we try8 ~7 }, s8 u, z/ F( \8 `
The truth brings us to tears
# K& U8 \3 @" g% R+ cAll our words cannot express
( _* Z& S' a1 M' A& g( ?+ R$ g: mThe joy you brought us through the years1 ]+ C" F9 y* o1 ?) `; X
& m5 Z" _9 h, N. ?And it seems to me you lived your life
+ j' `( h7 x) ~0 E7 ]Like a candle in the wind- W: H* Z P# i& t# o$ N
Never fading with the sunset2 i0 }% q' V! j, c
When the rain set in2 |; a, r; x* p( D% A2 s
And your footsteps will always fall here3 M4 m7 f& G: W2 x2 o
Along England's greenest hills% P% P/ w3 A c7 q% c
Your candle's burned out long before' L4 f' z3 v: K& L
Your legend ever will. {$ Q0 q [9 h! M# _% h; z: J% F" `
7 F# V! l' L& n9 dGoodbye England's rose* q3 A' K3 ~8 ? i7 o% A8 Y
May you ever grow in our hearts4 D" q. B2 A4 C& f# ?0 j" R0 e
You were the grace that placed itself. S" E/ k- [* H- X
Where lives were torn apart
3 P8 ~1 e$ _6 {6 w" v( v# MGoodbye England's rose: i5 ?, U, U. }* _: b9 {4 ]
From a country lost without your soul2 V0 h( Z6 l- ~' e1 s
Who'll miss the wings of your compassion8 l. Y6 P! o4 R1 G/ g. B
More than you'll ever know' J9 Y# Z9 o# r; J# F
3 s0 h9 }) k! Y7 Y. W1 N! h2 n0 H( T" AAnd it seems to me you lived your life: j% p9 @& B8 U! E1 c
Like a candle in the wind! }4 Y' N2 k6 S; H+ d; p7 v0 x
Never fading with the sunset
6 x; r o$ c. i( j9 i9 J0 b( OWhen the rain set in
9 d V; Q0 e6 T' sAnd you footsteps will always fall here6 z! j6 ^! m" ]' b5 Q" c* ^
Along England's greenest hills
@' N. E8 a; {! B) TYour candle's burned out long before
1 i! Q6 [9 i% b: q) l, yYour legend ever will |
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