| Maid Of Orleans |
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If Joane of Arc had a heart,
Would she give it as a gift.
To such as me, who longs to see,
How an angel ought to be.
She dreamed to give, her heart away,
Like an orphan on a wave.
She cared so much, she offered up,
Her body to the grave.
If Joane of Arc had a heart,
Would she give it as a gift.
To such as me, who longs to see,
How an angel ought to be.
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