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Release date: 2005
Record Label: EMI Classics

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1. Locus Iste
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   Locus iste a deo factus est,
   In estimabile sacramentum

   Sanctus, Sanctus

   Benedictus qui venit in Domine

   Sanctus Dominus Deus Sabbaoth,
   Pleni sunt coeli et terra Gloria

   Benedictus in nomine
   Qui venit in nomine
2. Always with you
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   Do you know me, who I am?
   I am always with you
   I am near you every day,
   Always share what you do

   Follow the path to anywhere,
   A stranger in the world without you
   Forever I will be there,
   The shadow you always knew

   Beati quorum via, integra est

   If you think I’ve gone away,
   And am never with you
   I am not so far away,
   Always shadowing you
3. Ave Maria
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   Ave Maria, gracia plena
   Sancta Maria gracia

   Ave Maria, mater Dei
   Maria, ora pro nobis

   Ora
4. Libera
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   Libera

   De profundis clamavi ad te Domine
   Domine exaudi vocem meam de profundis

   Libera me Domine de morte
   Are you the friend I cannot see?
   Are you the one who cares for me?
   It’s only you can set me free
   Aeterna

   Libera

   Are you my hope of liberty?
   Are you the door, are you the key?
   It’s only you can set me free
   Aeterna
5. Sempiterna
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   Conditor alme siderum
   Aeterna lux credentium
   Christe redemptor omnium
   Exaudi preces supplicum

   Qui condolens interitu
   Mortis perire saeculum
   Salvasti mundum languidum
   Donans reis remedium

   Laus honor virtus Gloria
   Deo Patri cum Filio
   Sancto simul paraclito
   In sempiterna saecula

   Creator conditor perpetua
   Exulta clamava in saecula
6. Prayer
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   When at night I go to sleep,
   Fourteen angels watch do keep
   Two my head are guarding,
   Two my feet are guiding
   Two are on my right hand,
   Two are on my left hand
   Two who warmly hold me,
   Two with love enfold me
   Two who show me when I rise
   The way to heaven’s paradise
7. Recordare
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   Miserere, recordare
   Miserere nobis

   Confutatis, maledictis

   Recordare, miserere
   Dona eis aetarnam requiem
   Recordare, miserere
   Deprecationem nostram

   Salva, salva me
8. Wings of a Dove
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   If I had wings of a dove,
   Far, far away would I fly and hide away
   To be at rest

   If I could wing above,
   So far on high and be free to steal away
   And be at rest

   Dona nobis Domine perpetua in saecula
   Dona nobis pacem

   For everything above
   Across the sky, can be free to soar on high,
   And be at rest

   Exaudi orationem dona Domine
   Exaudo orattionem dona nobis pacem
9. Something sings
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   Let me go where I will,
   I hear a sky born music still
   It sounds from all things old,
   It sounds from all things young

   From all that’s fair, from all that’s dark,
   Peals out an everlasting song

   Not only in the rose,
   It is not only in the bird
   Not only rainbow glows,
   Nor in it’s music heard

   But in the dark and cold of things,
   There always, always something sings

   ‘ Tis not in stars alone,
   Nor in the bloom of spring born flowers
   Nor in the robin’s song,
   Nor in the glint of showers

   But in the dark and cold of things,
   There always, always something sings
10. New Day
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    I will love you more than me and more than yesterday
    If you can but prove to me you are the new day
    Send the sun in time for dawn, let the birds all hail the morning
    Love of life will let me say you are the new day

    When I lay me down at night, knowing we must pay
    Thoughts occur that this night might stay yesterday
    Thoughts that we as humans swore, could slow worlds and end it all
    lie around me where they fall, before the new day

    One more day when time is running out for everyone
    Like a breath I knew would come, I reach for the new day
    Hope is my philosophy, just needs days in which to be
    Love of life means hope for me, born on a new day

    You are the new day
11. We are the Lost
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    We are the lost who lived and loved
    We felt the dawn saw sunset glow
    for now we lie in row on row
    in Flanders fields

    O lux beata lumina

    The larks fly high where guns destroyed
    Now poppies grow and crosses show
    where now we lie in Flanders fields
    in row on row

    Time like an ever rolling stream
    bears all its sons away
    They fly forgotten as a dream
    dies at the break of day

    We shall not sleep who lived and loved
    who felt the dawn saw sunset glow
    If you break faith with us who lie
    in Flanders fields

    From failing hands we throw the torch
    Our light be yours to hold it high
    For now we lie in Flanders fields
    in row on row
12. Sing for ever
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    I will sing for you at the start of each day,
    I’ll sing for ever, sing for you
    In all things I do in the dawn of’ my life,
    I’ll sing for ever, sing for you

    Shutting out night my life renewed,
    Happy for love that is to come
    Opening eyes I’ll follow you
    Glad to see, glad to be yours

    Echoing what you say,
    Shining out what you are,
    Out of dark, into your light

    I will sing for you in the light of each day
    I’ll sing for ever, sing for you
    In all things I do at the noon of my life,
    I’ll sing for ever, sing for you

    I will sing for you at the end of each day,
    I’ll sing for ever, sing for you
    In all things I do in the eve of my life,
    I’ll sing for ever, sing for you

    I will sing for you each and every day,
    I’ll sing for ever, sing for you
    In all things I do to the end of my life
    I’ll sing for ever, sing for you
13. Abide with me
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    Abide with me; fast falls the eventide
    The darkness deepens, Lord with me abide
    When other helpers fail and comforts flee,
    Help of the helpless, O abide with me

    Swift to its close ebbs out life’s little day
    Earth’s joys grow dim, its glories pass away
    Change and decay in all around I see
    O Thou who changest not, abide with me

    I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless
    Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness
    Where is death’s sting? Where, grave, thy victory?
    I triumph still, if Thou abide with me