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本帖最后由 JoyceAccSG 于 2012-11-29 18:44 编辑 # P6 [- S; r Z+ e; V3 T
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Goodbye England's rose! m1 Y2 J R0 R2 M. g) M: E! k
May you ever grow in our hearts0 n5 p( X: `/ @+ g
You were the grace that placed itself9 k- H+ m7 A) ]& w
Where lives were torn apart
8 [7 q4 J' H4 j8 u, j+ vYou called out to our country* S$ R! h, E. _7 K+ y0 x& d
And you whispered to those in pain/ m! ^" R* V1 x+ U% D& n7 J6 d
Now you belong to heaven+ U* ^6 l$ B% X
And the stars spell out your name* t8 [8 [7 @; N% V
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And it seems to me you lived your life
6 A' }! c0 o, E* _! ^Like a candle in the wind
! Y8 T% I+ f( N, `Never fading with the sunset
b& v* ~1 G& h* OWhen the rain set in( v8 q# d* Z% }" U1 {
And your footsteps will always fall here
. V( {+ M, h9 k7 f3 e; f$ YAlong England's greenest hills
5 n9 r. H; I* G% E/ ?0 GYour candle's burned out long before
; P0 I! B% Y. {; ~Your legend ever will
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Loveliness we've lost. l3 e4 B# _5 V
These empty days without your smile
8 n" y7 k; l- w2 K' a$ aThis torch we'll always carry+ M3 c% W/ q3 y& m6 O5 |: E3 D, P/ { \
For our nation's golden child+ o% Z/ r4 b& g
And even though we try
G) \0 Y- B* b2 W4 J% h' ]The truth brings us to tears0 K( s+ L6 U: a* j
All our words cannot express9 G3 a8 S( ^% P
The joy you brought us through the years$ d! m! X& m0 \. I0 m$ P
' O, Y, |4 U# T- z# N SAnd it seems to me you lived your life7 X1 R C# n) r# ?
Like a candle in the wind+ i4 x% b7 K" B9 T+ @% s
Never fading with the sunset
" C8 N ^! c& X& aWhen the rain set in
, H# {+ F; c5 q8 d) {. ^* RAnd your footsteps will always fall here
6 }2 K+ E6 L, [1 x6 b( P7 @" ~Along England's greenest hills
5 ?9 T( d( c' z: ]Your candle's burned out long before
1 f. |0 b( Z1 R6 E% A& nYour legend ever will
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Goodbye England's rose) o& V4 }7 E2 r: ]/ O: q3 w
May you ever grow in our hearts
C7 W+ y7 }+ s5 x1 fYou were the grace that placed itself
6 {& i1 `* M; m; OWhere lives were torn apart
6 n; l% l3 x c( ^+ i" X8 aGoodbye England's rose" u6 t# w$ p' g% B
From a country lost without your soul
6 d7 b8 n1 F0 k0 G3 NWho'll miss the wings of your compassion# h' D( Y5 v& a, y. ~, m
More than you'll ever know
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And it seems to me you lived your life
, f. Y$ v' t" Z5 y6 H( T' K" cLike a candle in the wind
& h$ ?0 @2 G$ F- O0 @4 fNever fading with the sunset$ K' |! s; `* J4 D/ D4 r" G, B
When the rain set in
6 }1 J7 a( v1 j# ~; f8 {, ?* YAnd you footsteps will always fall here, t. A. @4 e/ x- i, o3 @
Along England's greenest hills
- |4 p2 ~0 j; W& {+ uYour candle's burned out long before
& C n# E0 L% b5 K- PYour legend ever will |
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