| Chorus:
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| Requiem aeternam dona eis, Domine;
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| et lux perpetua luceat eis.
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| Boys:
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| Te decet hymnus, Deus in Sion:
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| et tibi reddetur votum in Jerusalem;
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| exaudi orationem meam,
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| ad te omnis caro veniet.
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| Chorus:
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| Requiem aeternam dona eis, Domine;
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| et lux perpetua luceat eis.
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| Tenor:
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| What passing bells for these who die as cattle?
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| Only the monstrous anger of the guns.
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| Only the stuttering rifles' rapid rattle
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| Can patter out their hasty orisons
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| No mockeries for them from prayers or bells,
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| Nor any voice of mourning save the choirs, --
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| The shrill, demented choirs of wailing shells;
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| And bugles calling for them from sad shires.
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| What candles may be held to speed them at all?
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| Not in the hands of boys, but in their eyes
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| Shall shine the holy glimmers of good-byes.
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| The pallor of girls' brows shall be their pall;
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| Their flowers the tenderness of silent minds,
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| And each slow dusk a drawing-down of blinds.
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| Chorus:
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| Kyrie eleison
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| Christe eleison
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| Kyrie eleison |