terça-feira, janeiro 06, 2009

::: Candle In The Wind 97 :::
Elton John

Goodbye England's rose
May you ever grow in our hearts

You were the grace that placed itself
Where lives were torn apart

You called out to our country,
And you whispered to those in pain

Now you belong to heaven,
And the stars spell out your name

And it seems to me you lived your life
Like a candle in the wind
Never fading with the sunset
When the rain set in

And your footsteps will always fall here
Along England's greenest hills
Your candle's burned out long before
Your legend ever will.

Loveliness we've lost
These empty days without your smile

This torch we'll always carry
For our nation's golden child

And even though we try,
The truth brings us to tears
All our words cannot express
The joy you brought us through the years

Goodbye England's rose,
From a country lost without your soul,
Who'll miss the wings of your compassion
More than you'll ever know.

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