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+ D# z- m1 O+ L) Y1 Q' ~4 [; m5 zGoodbye England's rose
6 a! b" n6 F1 J& r! MMay you ever grow in our hearts& d% x( Y% _3 w( `
You were the grace that placed itself
8 @7 w3 ]/ g% Y2 X8 y4 z/ DWhere lives were torn apart, {7 d/ h: g6 s& s: P; H
You called out to our country) n0 a j) x7 D- C4 r$ p H
And you whispered to those in pain( L2 k) W+ u4 \0 A. G3 b [ T
Now you belong to heaven% G5 o& h; H& I' l, \
And the stars spell out your name2 M+ a3 P+ b6 Z+ m" U
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And it seems to me you lived your life
6 {9 r( @. C+ wLike a candle in the wind E& d" A% g; {8 R) {6 g
Never fading with the sunset% W$ D: e) [1 Z& }1 e+ A7 s
When the rain set in" L# M' U+ y& D
And your footsteps will always fall here
( v- V" E' }) g; G+ r6 D* r! CAlong England's greenest hills
: A, k$ V- L$ T0 D4 a( AYour candle's burned out long before
# e" ?$ L9 m9 e! }0 U, N$ OYour legend ever will
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+ ], L8 k" ?% z* aLoveliness we've lost
" y, _$ u# I! h4 \These empty days without your smile
# [/ e! n* o: V- q; GThis torch we'll always carry
( b- X% R8 z# y& r. n$ ^: G; UFor our nation's golden child
7 M. D' P4 x+ \And even though we try, p5 q5 \; m' q; q/ ?
The truth brings us to tears3 P0 y" `6 Q# ~$ h$ s
All our words cannot express
0 W; T6 b# t( FThe joy you brought us through the years: e7 `3 r1 D) j. ?' C# g
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And it seems to me you lived your life
- b3 b" d7 S7 ^: p# mLike a candle in the wind5 U" D! G7 S* o
Never fading with the sunset: S# B9 s2 ~( k7 b
When the rain set in! C+ c k) b) h+ v W
And your footsteps will always fall here! G a* D$ j* R5 `
Along England's greenest hills
R* \9 @1 x* T/ y, m6 M) nYour candle's burned out long before/ p! d+ F+ {5 e+ T; _3 [1 N5 J
Your legend ever will$ {2 b& p8 [+ F1 o; C
5 W/ w) d6 `7 R* l4 s+ H$ H
Goodbye England's rose
' @7 K- X9 g* p$ a; PMay you ever grow in our hearts
. g! W6 {# m( f% r1 p0 WYou were the grace that placed itself: @: r% J. n' ~* b2 M* c( A m6 n
Where lives were torn apart
# ^3 U& k5 [% ]6 [' c3 HGoodbye England's rose$ {; ?4 F. ]; X
From a country lost without your soul
+ P' Z( L2 ]* R/ z3 ~& f- oWho'll miss the wings of your compassion
: g- q9 h# ]' G, m {More than you'll ever know4 K2 c- L1 _/ t0 Z$ [: s
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And it seems to me you lived your life
6 a. c; K' T- r2 T1 k2 E+ P& FLike a candle in the wind6 ?! L2 r( ]& y A: q
Never fading with the sunset
- |, I2 V. L. h4 j+ |3 cWhen the rain set in# P% g2 u' V3 Z& [5 F: P/ K
And you footsteps will always fall here; Q( m6 N$ h2 t! ^. B" }
Along England's greenest hills+ J. z: m. Y r- @+ t0 F/ y
Your candle's burned out long before
4 h$ M* G6 C4 y3 \, j$ G* p6 GYour legend ever will |
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