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本帖最后由 JoyceAccSG 于 2012-11-29 18:44 编辑 4 L& r, W6 i" h+ k7 E
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5 P8 J; u2 @, u1 j' w0 |/ v5 _' ~Goodbye England's rose
/ c/ x8 y- A* X$ N" g( TMay you ever grow in our hearts& k, t, b! E- C/ `0 ]
You were the grace that placed itself! [1 ~* o( P. m# p8 a- S
Where lives were torn apart5 h, ~* v( S% O2 `
You called out to our country, [7 N4 R" T" P1 @2 l) T
And you whispered to those in pain
* O) v8 [: B4 H1 @7 sNow you belong to heaven
! H6 |8 P9 O+ C" M6 a* P4 Z5 {And the stars spell out your name
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0 ]/ n0 C0 r; ^2 A1 ]And it seems to me you lived your life# t7 V k. B5 `
Like a candle in the wind
( |) s( z( U4 X/ CNever fading with the sunset) I1 k6 |! p1 P6 Y" v. \, @
When the rain set in
3 u; V6 k) {% f5 i: kAnd your footsteps will always fall here( G2 g3 ~4 T) M8 ]; `2 O7 W* |
Along England's greenest hills3 x: {: @: [' i# t# k% Y& x
Your candle's burned out long before c2 [8 J, }6 [$ u* z
Your legend ever will
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Loveliness we've lost
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This torch we'll always carry* T6 O+ c/ r; M
For our nation's golden child; z" ?) h/ Y1 `0 ?
And even though we try
* k8 L6 v; u/ d6 [3 |The truth brings us to tears% m3 |2 T$ X( _2 Q& S0 j! s
All our words cannot express9 B- a2 R2 w4 l3 M" y. e
The joy you brought us through the years9 @: j3 u% g2 U
0 a2 d& N% L8 Q7 d+ PAnd it seems to me you lived your life
, \" }' G, D/ U1 A( l/ f: lLike a candle in the wind
4 n# h) X+ A, V- r/ fNever fading with the sunset
' P$ a, F+ c2 I( yWhen the rain set in, W7 G- C! o! ]$ P! v
And your footsteps will always fall here. }) y: w) x! S1 k8 u% E
Along England's greenest hills' P* g/ w$ D( w' `7 H% @
Your candle's burned out long before
j& Q/ }2 v' m# Q5 {9 dYour legend ever will/ Z+ S8 ~8 Z$ p- q6 I. ~
6 M$ Y- Q% o/ H5 k( Q) sGoodbye England's rose
' h0 U9 D" V$ W! h( XMay you ever grow in our hearts
6 K6 f' w8 `/ Q& y( @; TYou were the grace that placed itself
6 n- E7 |9 W& N9 k$ q8 H/ eWhere lives were torn apart
2 X' L$ X; V( }/ e8 |0 D6 yGoodbye England's rose
; C* M' b/ F- B9 t% AFrom a country lost without your soul0 w; M7 R" q, r* l
Who'll miss the wings of your compassion
" a9 `+ x8 O! e" F& W4 D D, n9 DMore than you'll ever know
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And it seems to me you lived your life
- c$ d/ i6 F0 iLike a candle in the wind0 ~4 J& N1 d& L/ a5 }4 u6 L+ ?7 `
Never fading with the sunset& _) g3 ~$ I% a" K; Q7 Y
When the rain set in4 d6 A* T$ d0 l' ~ a9 ]
And you footsteps will always fall here v0 ^: B/ f1 u
Along England's greenest hills/ _6 j, e# W* U" d
Your candle's burned out long before- t# B" \1 E; N; `. t0 z( J& `
Your legend ever will |
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