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Immaculate (完美无瑕) - The Wild Swans

Immaculate lies fallen there

With broken arms and dirty hair

December comes to Northern skies

And a brave new moon has his Mary's eyes

Oh how could I tell I'm always last to know

Is heaven on high and down so low

Immaculate rides pale and dark

The sacred heart in the fatal hour

Conceived by him

Bequeathed to me

The perfect world of Gethsemane

Oh how could I tell I'm always last to know

Is heaven on high and down so low

Oh how could I tell I'm always last to know

Is heaven on high and down so low

Oh how could I tell I'm always last to know

Is heaven on high and down so low

Oh how could I tell I'm always last to know

Is heaven on high and down so low