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本帖最后由 JoyceAccSG 于 2012-11-29 18:44 编辑 3 d% [( J. [9 A7 i8 B
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, m0 D+ c- v7 p* g g- HGoodbye England's rose; T% o+ p* R2 D& \/ P
May you ever grow in our hearts
3 w; ^: Q8 H* h- TYou were the grace that placed itself3 Y% Q" D0 h; ?" Z% T2 N
Where lives were torn apart/ c- m7 F4 B! ^3 u- w8 n8 Q( S
You called out to our country
6 s& @8 @8 z2 o# A$ J# QAnd you whispered to those in pain
, g, T3 t& }, |/ O" _& {Now you belong to heaven
% K% q: }5 P: u1 B/ |2 H2 wAnd the stars spell out your name3 Z' h, n& m; {8 O+ F( E8 I
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And it seems to me you lived your life
9 S( q3 d. R0 I& C- HLike a candle in the wind
* O( A3 `1 k8 o' r' N1 ^Never fading with the sunset- q4 [! e' F/ C/ w- v; r) ]
When the rain set in/ q6 U" _5 M3 E5 `' K5 X2 J
And your footsteps will always fall here' x! |. P5 J- m
Along England's greenest hills
# c C# A0 C1 `) nYour candle's burned out long before
2 k# d4 f& F; h8 d1 C; oYour legend ever will
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Loveliness we've lost
" w t2 Z `. z d# BThese empty days without your smile: J V" P) Q# W) H: i5 R6 H
This torch we'll always carry
# X' h/ M3 l% R& \% R# [9 f0 kFor our nation's golden child* b( D4 O r" H. R; n" W
And even though we try5 y0 J& b" N4 e: l' ^
The truth brings us to tears, |1 A* b# e! g; u. {
All our words cannot express& @( x6 c; \5 b! ?+ F- I/ f1 r
The joy you brought us through the years; K! I, y& E4 ?3 P& D( G
( \' n: w) t( @% QAnd it seems to me you lived your life
# F7 L7 \9 t+ \5 |$ J ]4 HLike a candle in the wind
0 a) o; F. ]$ c+ X) S" a9 xNever fading with the sunset6 f/ i% {% _: D/ I, U
When the rain set in( A& t4 L( K( k% m
And your footsteps will always fall here" A& u- X- r* f z, H- D$ B0 ?
Along England's greenest hills& P0 g* B/ L3 _9 T4 @, u' T0 [- p2 {( H
Your candle's burned out long before8 d R1 r) p8 p4 |. p
Your legend ever will7 L7 [2 \3 G9 c8 |2 r% B' C6 f+ C
1 _; z. z' t4 `& p0 pGoodbye England's rose
; L, L5 x' s- {4 M% c8 V- bMay you ever grow in our hearts7 V& d% Y( U: L0 ?; ~" s
You were the grace that placed itself
7 y5 O/ a& R0 sWhere lives were torn apart
h' b1 e% P0 G$ _6 n8 l) R& ^: sGoodbye England's rose
& e* n/ ~* d' g9 ~; DFrom a country lost without your soul
0 k5 y @* ?" n1 g& }% zWho'll miss the wings of your compassion
, c$ O+ T! X( RMore than you'll ever know) M) M9 z3 I! I! n8 E1 q1 s' C5 v
% E& g9 x8 @: Y- |, F) ?And it seems to me you lived your life1 A% d4 e, P% i) p6 i( V5 d$ X
Like a candle in the wind
; _0 z" n) o+ `! eNever fading with the sunset4 d# x7 w* v7 ?, @3 v
When the rain set in
% U" S' g9 [' Z) f- i+ DAnd you footsteps will always fall here
3 n* C) z4 r7 d; C) UAlong England's greenest hills
3 Y# t" q# F& W; bYour candle's burned out long before
. ?' [! ]8 n$ i! L) uYour legend ever will |
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