I was born, lucky me
In a land that I love
Though I am poor, I am free
When I grow I shall fight
For this land I shall die
Let her sun never set
from "Victoria" by The Kinks. Onto this week's clue:
| Well, the bells out in the church tower chime Burning clues into this heart of mine Thinking so hard on her soft eyes and the memory Of her sighs that, "It's over...it's over..." |
Good luck, Dillweeds!!
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