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本帖最后由 JoyceAccSG 于 2012-11-29 18:44 编辑
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Goodbye England's rose
* H5 ~$ m/ m1 q, E+ I5 n% T& ^May you ever grow in our hearts
0 G" n9 A0 g1 ZYou were the grace that placed itself
( S( M" M+ y) b5 P( ]Where lives were torn apart
" A$ r# a( g) ?$ YYou called out to our country
# _8 Q6 s& k! h0 eAnd you whispered to those in pain
; Y, l7 K" [$ z: I% ANow you belong to heaven N# M/ Z) D1 H+ o& P% _
And the stars spell out your name
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And it seems to me you lived your life% t: w" E, P9 C
Like a candle in the wind
7 `. I( I* h( |# R( wNever fading with the sunset
; F4 W& F" ^, [6 `% z7 S/ N9 x8 SWhen the rain set in9 D) h1 {4 ]' Y. o) o' p! U
And your footsteps will always fall here
$ F& B% X; ?" `" _; E5 pAlong England's greenest hills, r; d/ |- ]( d- J- t" O
Your candle's burned out long before; R$ n, r1 J+ d4 @- @$ e
Your legend ever will4 d w- `, j# ]/ ?3 _5 f% x5 Z
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Loveliness we've lost9 s5 r4 T, g% _3 v" |
These empty days without your smile3 o3 ~* K3 p" ^* g) G Z' x3 f
This torch we'll always carry
2 ^9 U3 ^, I. k$ oFor our nation's golden child1 ~( s: g" ]$ D! G! X
And even though we try! a, k/ s( g& |; j* d& N7 z
The truth brings us to tears' z& c$ g/ }' n, m" w. f$ Y& p; d
All our words cannot express
+ V9 H# _4 l6 n9 f. ]The joy you brought us through the years2 Y7 m$ H) j6 M- V. M, d) _ ~5 H4 d
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And it seems to me you lived your life
S2 l) Y4 @; oLike a candle in the wind
( `: J- r0 l) c) ?3 Y1 A, yNever fading with the sunset- p1 Y) v) P3 ^' V
When the rain set in9 S9 t. d- P+ b& i
And your footsteps will always fall here
/ U8 P$ h2 v2 V( OAlong England's greenest hills# l. F. B! y/ v
Your candle's burned out long before
4 I5 W/ k5 B& _6 O+ A& V3 V) eYour legend ever will
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& k5 K6 {( w! z5 m1 d1 wGoodbye England's rose; b! }8 L# n6 B! E2 `; ~+ N
May you ever grow in our hearts
. _& n# e/ m+ J, j7 a# EYou were the grace that placed itself# u3 z( B) p: p0 @0 {: l; j7 D
Where lives were torn apart
$ Z" \+ c- @- ]; {$ O8 Y: JGoodbye England's rose" @# s- |5 A7 M b+ V/ c5 k
From a country lost without your soul
8 {" Y: D2 M; OWho'll miss the wings of your compassion0 c/ h" t6 a, F$ |3 _* J, @
More than you'll ever know# Q! E# Z' n: J
9 H+ V9 \. x" t, t7 G: ^( q3 l- vAnd it seems to me you lived your life$ {' g0 G% l2 G) @ k
Like a candle in the wind
: s" x$ X6 ~) H* b1 e Z) ENever fading with the sunset2 H# `4 R! P# r; ^% g' T2 s
When the rain set in" s3 J; }# R i5 A
And you footsteps will always fall here
: N6 O) v6 O# a& {Along England's greenest hills0 }) S9 ~8 p6 x6 |: F% l; ~( ]# F
Your candle's burned out long before: D; H, @/ P6 R1 ?
Your legend ever will |
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