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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 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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say. I can tell by the look in your eye. You'd better watch yourself, St. George is on his way. . Is it true that he's a mighty warrior. And a viper of the first degree?. I've been sentenced here
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tell by the look in your eye. You'd better watch yourself, St. George is on his way Is it true that he's a mighty warrior. And a viper of the first degree?. I've been sentenced here to slay the giant
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tell by the look in your eye. You'd better watch yourself, St. George is on his way Is it true that he's a mighty warrior. And a viper of the first degree?. I've been sentenced here to slay the giant
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, devil's choir Raise another broken glass to failure. A simple promise of a crimson savior. Take a look into the life you're leaving. I promise you this isn't pain you're feeling I'll carry on. My
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say. I can tell by the look in your eye. You'd better watch yourself, St. George is on his way. . Is it true that he's a mighty warrior. And a viper of the first degree?. I've been sentenced here
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Terfel together with the choir). This land of song will keep a welcome. And with a love that never fails. We'll kiss away each hour of hiraeth. When you come home again to Wales We'll kiss away each
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, oh, fadin' fast Won't you run come see St. Judy's Comet. Roll across the skies. And leave a spray of diamonds in its wake. I long to see St. Judy's Comet. Sparkle in your eyes when you awake. Oh
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Bài hát Flash Of The Blade - Iron Maiden. As a young boy chasing Dragons. with your wooden sword so mighty,. You're St. George or you're David and you always. killed the beast. Times change very
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, the village of St. Bernadette Ave, ave, ave Ma-ri-a. Ave, ave, ave Ma-ri-i-ia There, like a dream, this wonderful night. I gazed at the grotto aglow in the light. A feeling divine swept over me
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Song Choir Girl - Taylor Henderson. Lookin' like a Choir Girl, . She's cryin' like a refugee, . Lookin' like a Choir Girl, . She's cryin' like a refugee. One nurse to hold her, . One nurse to wheel
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smoke and * all day Mmmmm you can find me in St. Louie. Where the gun play ring all day (nanana). Some got jobs and some sell yea'. Others just smoke and * all day Sunday mornin, crack of dawn
