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Goodbye England's rose4 P! \0 \% ~( l& r$ l( M7 d& K: R
May you ever grow in our hearts
$ R2 t- y3 [; D, {& sYou were the grace that placed itself
$ J: ?. e5 H5 |$ B1 {Where lives were torn apart
- Z% O( c' e1 r' {. Z$ {3 _9 uYou called out to our country
0 t+ H. n4 W% GAnd you whispered to those in pain
: N, f x8 c n. ^4 fNow you belong to heaven
7 b ~7 J# z; `! K6 L2 [& KAnd the stars spell out your name8 f9 D1 V" c$ y7 k0 d. k
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And it seems to me you lived your life5 y& r. I K |4 c8 L( y# Y
Like a candle in the wind2 \' v8 E, h# |% V/ c ]) A7 x* Q
Never fading with the sunset
' n- I6 }3 ]# Y0 l) i0 bWhen the rain set in& X! N3 D) {( @6 Y
And your footsteps will always fall here8 E( }* a, V4 E. S
Along England's greenest hills
6 r/ E0 A: V, ?Your candle's burned out long before
0 }7 Z2 s/ m! p3 f) tYour legend ever will
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! K( L* \: \+ X4 R1 i! qLoveliness we've lost
' B* Y# q& m' j. I8 oThese empty days without your smile
; b- O) S6 _) ]; r" @0 jThis torch we'll always carry6 T6 [. `; _0 }: ]
For our nation's golden child0 x2 H; E- K; S) i; f
And even though we try/ m* M& `0 P7 k& K$ n
The truth brings us to tears
5 x) m" W/ a; U) q0 A6 Y) h0 }1 eAll our words cannot express
+ F5 F% D; {9 f0 q# \The joy you brought us through the years6 ^8 j' x* f8 ~" b
5 u3 K$ |( i5 r- V1 RAnd it seems to me you lived your life. i, H" e! ^' V! v
Like a candle in the wind/ M, }# G5 B7 I. T7 i
Never fading with the sunset
# f, `9 }( f8 OWhen the rain set in2 E& `# R7 Y5 k, V* S
And your footsteps will always fall here6 |3 E* G% O" C: p4 g
Along England's greenest hills
/ A; k9 a Q4 T4 ~* ?3 M* w* `Your candle's burned out long before
3 Q* m. @# X8 i0 M/ y! P2 I: U) `8 IYour legend ever will
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Goodbye England's rose
( ]- f* @9 ]$ gMay you ever grow in our hearts
; C( {$ _. E* e+ J; }You were the grace that placed itself
& |# U8 z7 I+ T6 d( p0 FWhere lives were torn apart
0 P1 W: r% c0 m; ]) ^; o" CGoodbye England's rose
1 F# V: R9 v) ?( t* c: Z, D7 AFrom a country lost without your soul8 U: T2 D# T, q8 {8 B v5 a5 ^
Who'll miss the wings of your compassion; H" y3 p2 q+ ~% y
More than you'll ever know: |# s: S# V; V
) K$ F! l6 j' W$ Q# F' y: V# \And it seems to me you lived your life
0 _3 v5 \ [# u) ]4 pLike a candle in the wind
: V: i6 l. ]( e) W, V4 YNever fading with the sunset. G u( I. F' k; o+ w0 z5 q
When the rain set in
! s) ~. n( U5 A( n- X4 UAnd you footsteps will always fall here
; x& y( q2 d6 g, y! o; J* p2 LAlong England's greenest hills
5 ]) k3 ~: B) V; x, o2 k/ lYour candle's burned out long before+ `0 F) j! u+ s. v% u. B# G& ~+ f
Your legend ever will |
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