Sheila Hancock - Prologue текст песни

Текст песни Prologue - Sheila Hancock




Blessed father
Our convent is in need
The church is falling apart
Our sisters are few
And parisheners no longer come
Without you infernite mercy
We shall soon be forced to close our doors



Авторы: Alan Menken


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