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Goodbye England's rose. {7 }5 y2 o" E7 Y( x' V
May you ever grow in our hearts$ y8 Z- F" \5 n M. W: [
You were the grace that placed itself
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You called out to our country
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Now you belong to heaven
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And it seems to me you lived your life
/ v1 e9 S9 B" D* R1 M cLike a candle in the wind% e1 K4 @; H: S: o/ w# k
Never fading with the sunset
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And your footsteps will always fall here( y; K ~6 V, d# e
Along England's greenest hills/ w* j7 R7 b% X/ H7 a
Your candle's burned out long before
2 s+ S. d" H# P& PYour legend ever will
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1 _& }1 ]% J" f9 k; `6 ELoveliness we've lost7 B7 n4 b; D- c+ V9 X$ S8 q
These empty days without your smile: z1 [( g9 Q& Q/ @4 U$ `+ J
This torch we'll always carry
: \2 U9 i# ]9 ?9 r: vFor our nation's golden child4 t# y! J6 H4 }" B ]
And even though we try
- b6 \; p+ r. ?5 h; FThe truth brings us to tears1 K% _1 ?5 t& q7 |
All our words cannot express
8 |" n* f# G sThe joy you brought us through the years3 T6 V$ j- m' F+ p" z3 v+ h
3 \- M- @" G* a! F% rAnd it seems to me you lived your life
$ H+ |( X3 q3 GLike a candle in the wind
4 U/ @$ x: o3 F4 W# | qNever fading with the sunset4 \7 I4 e& D+ K1 e q( s
When the rain set in/ P: q# U9 t/ H
And your footsteps will always fall here4 k3 b6 g$ @1 x7 Q) j6 T
Along England's greenest hills
J, @+ W0 |8 T6 |, RYour candle's burned out long before
0 |/ f6 c! o- f8 f7 XYour legend ever will4 Z% ?& {2 p2 @9 G( t8 o
) `7 c4 M3 p2 \$ q% l5 A! o8 |& UGoodbye England's rose0 k4 }- D* v! E! n2 \ r
May you ever grow in our hearts6 W; F6 R* b& e) J3 l
You were the grace that placed itself
$ a5 Y4 j" X5 i3 H! N: R6 \$ bWhere lives were torn apart
% f( {( g4 c9 @1 T1 b7 OGoodbye England's rose
" @4 c" M$ T7 Y! H5 R2 O0 eFrom a country lost without your soul# M' W& {( p& H- v% V! k
Who'll miss the wings of your compassion& e/ Z: G: x2 X1 M9 o3 T/ M
More than you'll ever know2 j( @7 Y/ N0 R5 ^- W- D# H& `
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And it seems to me you lived your life% `1 t. J( ^; F5 R
Like a candle in the wind
+ j1 C0 F( R$ RNever fading with the sunset
6 \, z4 I3 _% M+ qWhen the rain set in
2 v( r1 Y# t9 d% S; kAnd you footsteps will always fall here1 i$ v* ~; S6 k
Along England's greenest hills
0 i7 b, W3 ~0 k( g# }+ @7 mYour candle's burned out long before
% ^# v9 f+ u- P0 Q! w. zYour legend ever will |
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