| Merry Angel
Merry Angel came down, from her heaven, Merry Angel fell down, from her heaven. She cannot find the way of return. She cannot find the way of return.
Merry Angel planted some flowers, in my eyes, Merry Angel was a flower, for my eyes. She cannot find the way of return. She cannot find the way of return.
Merry Angel cried and pearl, rose from her eyes, Merry Angel cried and sing, sadly a lot of songs. She cannot find the way of return. She cannot find the way of return.
O, no, don’t cry O, no, don’t mind O, no, don’t lie O, no, don’t leave me, no
Merry Angel found the way, for her heaven, Merry Angel took my heart, now it is in heaven.
Edited by Bad Intentioned - 7/1/2006, 15:49
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