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本帖最后由 JoyceAccSG 于 2012-11-29 18:44 编辑 ' O) [+ G# {( a2 t1 y7 R, f% \% ~
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Goodbye England's rose- A% w" q: {1 l
May you ever grow in our hearts, |+ k5 }- f, z" y5 f& _
You were the grace that placed itself* \& l' I" I, o/ B, Q# S
Where lives were torn apart- m, n7 F& Y1 P3 Q
You called out to our country% @7 M0 {! k- Z) Z8 |
And you whispered to those in pain5 `: C4 n4 @0 f
Now you belong to heaven
, F- o! d- @ C' e6 U3 p2 M2 _And the stars spell out your name
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. K# @8 ^/ G8 z: w3 v/ OAnd it seems to me you lived your life
/ g" p% [5 x: ^, V5 p; QLike a candle in the wind, b" }* K5 _. p( q7 D+ l# R
Never fading with the sunset$ I; c/ u! u, x
When the rain set in2 k% i5 ~" W# R% c0 r- Z" L
And your footsteps will always fall here; G- b( {8 ~; T" D
Along England's greenest hills
7 ]' O, N' d n% X5 X0 S7 k# N" c7 }Your candle's burned out long before
% e5 K) R# q; ]; RYour legend ever will, d0 U# K. _) }+ v
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Loveliness we've lost6 d3 n m7 n/ J3 M
These empty days without your smile6 K: L, Q* ^; e5 m5 Y
This torch we'll always carry
5 X* b: f( Y* h# x. tFor our nation's golden child# M4 |+ R, w0 ?* l: D6 e
And even though we try
8 [) T: P/ W5 E2 [$ R+ bThe truth brings us to tears
. Q) V$ n; H9 G) t# rAll our words cannot express
" N$ O. [2 R9 PThe joy you brought us through the years5 x1 m' \$ Q1 o6 [9 k) F
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And it seems to me you lived your life
# b! d% d" z4 D* qLike a candle in the wind
0 g7 j# o; p$ \ u8 BNever fading with the sunset4 k4 v" k1 J3 R$ `4 ?* c
When the rain set in
* `* G* K( R4 e# x5 h6 TAnd your footsteps will always fall here
: e: P k% q9 v: _* CAlong England's greenest hills
8 E; j8 ^ {& B% D kYour candle's burned out long before. F* Z1 C; t6 X+ }) l; s% K3 c- e
Your legend ever will
4 e g; j7 q4 j% ?9 T0 M# d7 m: ]3 r1 Y5 r+ F/ ^
Goodbye England's rose
& S3 k% F/ x# Q' e# F* I3 P* MMay you ever grow in our hearts; H, d! }$ ~; ~& _
You were the grace that placed itself
V9 ^! M3 P( n/ q+ |Where lives were torn apart
1 w7 u3 \5 ]" |# |& u: pGoodbye England's rose
2 r) F+ C) k; W+ P! J# v: FFrom a country lost without your soul6 K2 F: W+ t' N9 a* u
Who'll miss the wings of your compassion
1 r4 Q8 x6 e4 l& ~5 w( ~More than you'll ever know) W# l9 @# \- B3 }* j# o
3 h9 d Y. C. V4 eAnd it seems to me you lived your life: q- k6 L4 e3 m4 b
Like a candle in the wind
- h3 `0 T4 Q. F9 mNever fading with the sunset( U( q1 H( ?1 a% l6 X0 F. |
When the rain set in
{! Z5 d* t' R( k; d8 `% G! UAnd you footsteps will always fall here
& j) C! K2 C* }: o8 f' LAlong England's greenest hills6 K" Z5 m* U( ]6 t# ^) ?
Your candle's burned out long before) n9 Y0 ~3 P4 K
Your legend ever will |
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