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Cristina

Cristina

For A While Stay

Tell me the glory of your flight
Beg of me to listen, beg of me to pray
Sing to me the story of your night
 
Answer me dear Father, answer me if it was right
I promise to follow, never to stray
Tell me the glory of your flight
 
The stars, the moon, it all shines bright
Up, up, they took you up to lay
Sing to me the story of your night
 
Is it worth it, the sight
So that you may
Tell me the glory of your flight
 
Is it true, do you see a light
If you had known, what would you say
Sing to me the story of your night
 
I live so that you might
For a while stay
Tell me the glory of your flight
Sing to me the story of your last night

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