Goodbye Englands 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 Englands greenest hills;
your candles burned out long before
your legend ever will.
Loveliness weve lost;
these empty days without your smile.
This torch well always carry
for our nations 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.
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 Englands greenest hills;
your candles burned out long before
your legend ever will.
Goodbye Englands rose;
may you ever grow in our hearts.
You were the grace that placed itself
where lives were torn apart.
Goodbye Englands rose,
from a country lost without your soul,
wholl miss the wings of your compassion
more than youll ever know. 欢迎您的光临!
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 Englands greenest hills;
your candles burned out long before
your legend ever will.