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作词 : Anna-Varney Cantodea |
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作曲 : Anna-Varney Cantodea |
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I don't know |
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What happened to the boy, |
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Poor slave-toy |
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To the old sardine-can. |
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Either way, he's dead for all I care. |
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They are all dead... for all I care. |
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As an iron rule of thumb: |
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Voice and vision must be ONE. |
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Grateful to the hands you bring, |
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But quietly the angels sing. |
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Politeness was the hand that wrote |
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His name on parchment, graciously. |
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Only a servant by my side... |
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The only help he could provide. |
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'Cause as an iron rule of thumb: |
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Voice and vision MUST be one. |
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Grateful to the hands you bring, |
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But quietly the servants sing. |
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Politeness was the hand that wrote |
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His name on parchment, graciously. |
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Only a servant by my side... |
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The only help he could provide. |
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'Cause as an iron rule of thumb: |
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Voice and vision MUST be ONE. |
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Grateful to the hands you bring, |
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But quietly the peasants sing. |