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whispering to me The sisters of Avalon. Sisters of Avalon. Sisters of Avalon. Sisters of Avalon She is awakening in dark swells and mystery. Unbridled nightmares powerful and running free. You could still
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whispering to me The sisters of Avalon. Sisters of Avalon. Sisters of Avalon. Sisters of Avalon She is awakening in dark swells and mystery. Unbridled nightmares powerful and running free. You could still
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whispering to me The sisters of Avalon. Sisters of Avalon. Sisters of Avalon. Sisters of Avalon She is awakening in dark swells and mystery. Unbridled nightmares powerful and running free. You could still
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heart . Whispering to me the Sisters Of Avalon. Sisters Of Avalon. Sisters Of Avalon. She is awakening in dark swells and mystery. Unbridled night mares powerful and running free. You could still
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heart . Whispering to me the Sisters Of Avalon. Sisters Of Avalon. Sisters Of Avalon. She is awakening in dark swells and mystery. Unbridled night mares powerful and running free. You could still
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Oh Blessed Mother we pray to Thee. Thanks for the miracle of Your Rosary. Only You can hold back. Your Holy Son's hand. Long enough for the whole world to understand Hail Mary full of grace. The
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Born Of Mary - The Supremes. The babe that was born of Mary. One cold and wintry night. He laid in the manger lonely. A star that shined so bright. Noel, Noel, how the angels sing. Noel, Noel, how
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Born Of Mary - The Supremes. The babe that was born of Mary. One cold and wintry night. He laid in the manger lonely. A star that shined so bright. Noel, Noel, how the angels sing. Noel, Noel, how
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Him. Ohh. This, this is Christ the King,. Whom shepherds guard and Angels sing;. Haste, haste, to bring Him laud,. The Babe, the Son of Mary. For raise, for raise this song on high. His mother sings her
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Was on one cold winter's night. And the wind blew across the wild moor. Poor Mary came wand'ring with a child in her arms. And she stopped at her own father's door. Oh, father, oh father, she
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The Bells of St. Mary's. Ah, hear they are calling. The young loves, the true loves. Who come from the sea. . And so my beloved. When red leaves are falling. The love bells shall ring out
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The bells. Of St. Mary's. Ah. Here they. Are calling. The young loves. And the true loves. That come. From the sea. . And so my beloved. When the red leaves. Are falling. The love bells
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The bells of St. Mary's. Ah! hear they are calling. The young loves, the true loves. Who come from the sea And so, my beloved. When red leaves are falling. The love bells shall ring out. Ring
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The lights shine down the valley. The wind blows up the alley. Oh, and how I wish I was. Lying in the arms of Mary. She took the pains of boyhood. And turned them into fell good. Oh, and how I
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tiMary. arKings Of Leon. alCome Around Sundown. Kings Of Leon - Mary. Mary, if you want to. I'll wave my right. I'd be on the corner. Just passin' time. No I won't, never once, make you cry. Just to
