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/ z7 v& c9 ], b+ }; HGoodbye England's rose9 R; }: Z: b7 U5 a4 w: z
May you ever grow in our hearts" ?/ X6 Z8 m% i/ `
You were the grace that placed itself
5 Z6 U" U. {: k, |( }5 eWhere lives were torn apart
! C% w/ M% l3 S' t1 K# QYou called out to our country
2 Z# m. ]! {1 l: Y- DAnd you whispered to those in pain# {. x6 }$ s6 o* b8 e y
Now you belong to heaven/ y9 F; |( R) w$ s( ^& ~
And the stars spell out your name7 U! t' s( _, `9 b/ L, P
! P: U P& M" P+ x- a4 EAnd it seems to me you lived your life
$ l! j! e, H$ F! l1 [* _Like a candle in the wind1 V, `0 W/ v6 G C
Never fading with the sunset& v3 Q6 o- e: C; e$ z* \8 ?/ ^
When the rain set in
4 u: U2 f4 j: M. Z0 j) B. v- VAnd your footsteps will always fall here
! f( Z' F+ k9 nAlong England's greenest hills. R" W, V; a1 K# ~+ E) b2 w
Your candle's burned out long before& v# t! W4 Z) V1 N! Q) A9 Q
Your legend ever will1 x0 g, Z& @8 g4 h
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Loveliness we've lost: W( R' t- u: w7 G" F
These empty days without your smile- s* H. N% \7 \% W: W- o
This torch we'll always carry
0 s9 [6 T6 T( oFor our nation's golden child( v: L3 M* b1 c) Z9 K
And even though we try% w( D" G% i) z, I
The truth brings us to tears
0 n' h* @5 t/ }6 c8 T( lAll our words cannot express
1 J6 X: E+ m4 q8 t4 DThe joy you brought us through the years6 k; W, \" P- G9 j2 R
# b5 C {( W, w! RAnd it seems to me you lived your life2 X" U. |! R2 Y, N
Like a candle in the wind7 b5 d5 X/ M6 u3 h! r( X' `) x; s' n
Never fading with the sunset
5 a: }) v: ~4 ?, bWhen the rain set in
: j+ c. t' Q/ K' N) t$ h0 {8 N" FAnd your footsteps will always fall here
. n2 A% \6 M# e M0 HAlong England's greenest hills
1 _1 X8 Q- r/ ]/ NYour candle's burned out long before
( q! s6 Y( w; k0 M: V% eYour legend ever will
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5 _" d) n$ m1 EGoodbye England's rose+ y4 c! \' K# r. k
May you ever grow in our hearts3 Q2 [" ^9 n' N4 x# x
You were the grace that placed itself
# v# { k: C, K; }% M ~ YWhere lives were torn apart% L: F6 U' g: Z* N2 R
Goodbye England's rose
+ F' Q% m4 J J% ^; P, q7 |2 |From a country lost without your soul. b* E8 i& n! H
Who'll miss the wings of your compassion" V6 Z6 P9 \8 l1 Z
More than you'll ever know
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6 @. z9 ~, p& v' W1 m$ X5 ?And it seems to me you lived your life
# ]' y/ _. Q! {, {/ NLike a candle in the wind
( C }) A( ~, Q. \Never fading with the sunset
* j3 g8 p3 @, U0 KWhen the rain set in
: D/ w" Y0 J$ ^( ?% {$ t" t% EAnd you footsteps will always fall here
0 R7 j' l! h% u, G& G# r& Y- j {Along England's greenest hills
- B5 Q$ X9 B M4 `Your candle's burned out long before; N7 d5 s1 W8 R( {
Your legend ever will |
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