Russian Queen

Oh my darling 
My Sweet 
Russian Queen
Mother of my home
Born of my dreams
Mother of my heart 
Hope sewn through our seams 
In our troubled history
Lost are we 
Wondering 
Whispering 
Fallen Leafs 
Tussling and rustling upon our street 
Read and burnt beneath our feat 
Angels caught in tears 
Hope for happier years 
Now silence weeps
Our Russian Queen 
We never made it home
Back to thee 
Oh my darling 
My sweet 
Russian Queen 
Mother of my home
Born of my dreams
Mother of my heart 
Hope sewn through our seams 
Babooshka 
Tiara karma sutra 
The truth within your grace 
Our life we sacrificed 
Oh my darling 
My sweet 
Russian Queen 
Mother of my home
Born of my dreams
Mother of my heart 
Hope sewn through our seams  
Babooshka 
Tiara karma sutra 
The truth within your grace 
Our life we sacrificed
In our troubled history
Lost are we 
Wondering 
Whispering 
Fallen Leafs 
Gather Us All 
Under Thee 
Oh my darling 
My sweet 
Russian Queen
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