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A flower falls from heaven through a |
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doorway to this world. |
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into a world of sorrows comes a face so |
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pale |
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Our lady of the wild flowers stretches out |
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her hands |
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Our lady of the wild flowers, mend this |
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broken land |
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Our lady of the wild flowers, her tears fall |
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from the sky |
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Out lady of the wild flowers, a love that |
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will never die |
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She's wilder then the winds, she's older |
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then the cross |
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However dark teh night, she will never |
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leave us lost |
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The dusk is falling, I light a candle to the |
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moon |
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A light tha reminds us that she will return |
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soon |
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Our lady of the wild flowers stretches out |
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her hands |
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Our lady of the wild flowers sows with |
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golden sands |
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Our lady of the wild flowers, her tears fall |
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from the sky |
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Our lady of the world flowers, a love that |
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will never die |
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She's wilder then the winds, she's older |
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then the cross |
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However dark the night, she will never |
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leave us lost |
