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Fight Song

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Don’t pass me by
Don’t pass me by
I dare you I dare you

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You disgrace me sir
You disgrace me sir
I dare you I dare you I dare you to fight

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O enemies of peace
Profaners of the streets
Your lives shall pay you lives shall pay
I dare you I dare you I dare you

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First Meeting

 

Good evening gentlemen
Good evening to your wives  
Come musicians and play
Let’s drink and dance and laugh {forget today}

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Oh tell me who is that lady
She teaches the torches to burn bright
My heart didn’t know love till now
For I ne'er saw beauty till this night.

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I’m in love, I’m in love, I’m in love

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I profane with my unworthy hand
This holy shrine, the gentle fine is this:
My lips, two blushing pilgrims
To smooth that rough touch with a kiss.

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I’m in love, I’m in love, I’m in love

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Hands to Hands
Lips to Lips
Give me my sin
I’m changed by your kiss

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I’m in love, I’m in love, I’m in love

 

Wedding Song

 

Father Join our hands with loving words

Who / cares for tomorrow and her morning birds

Please don’t hesitate for time only takes

I fall in love with every move she makes


Mmmmmmmmmm

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Father bless us both with hearts to share

My pure invocation of a lover’s prayer

Please don’t hesitate for time only takes

And I’ll still be in love when the morning breaks


Mmmmmmmmm


Funeral Song


O my love! my wife!
Death has robbed the sweetness of life
Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty:
O my love! my wife!

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As I awaken
I smell his skin
As I awaken
I long for his kiss
But Oh God, what is this?
Poison taste on his lips

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Oh my love! My life
Not a drop left for me to die
Kiss on your lips then a black shroud will come
Oh my love, it is done


Reconciliation


Verse 1 -

Never was a story
More miserable than this
Mother holds her child
Gives him one last kiss

And bells chime slowly
The dead, the men will lift

Never was a story
More miserable than this


Verse 2 -

Never was a young girl
More lively than my own
I see her dancing
At the party in our home

Now the bells chime slowly
And the men begin to move

Never was a mother
More Lonelier than this

Lord look upon us
With grace and light
For we cannot change was is done


Day brings a new light
With hope in our eyes
Fill us with the strength to carry on

 

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