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The Mandarin

アーティスト:Beau  アルバム:When Butterflies Scream 

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The Mandarin spoke in a gravelly tone; "Minister, now that we've a moment alone, Here in the Department of Foreign Affairs We all have a maxim that each of us shares. From Permanent Sec. to most junior clerk, We understand Ministers must make their mark. So, even though you're a distinguished high-flier, Indulge me a moment - I'll bring in the choir!" The Mandarin left with an intricate bow; The Minister wondering, "What's happening now?" It can't have been more than a minute or so Before he returned with the choir in tow. There must have been forty or fifty or more And each of them had their own personal score. He gave them the note on his old mandolin, Then tapped with his baton, and counted them in. Some tell how the sound made the angels rejoice. The choir was truly in wonderful voice. They sang a cappella, without compromise In ways that could only bring tears to the eyes; Soprano, contralto through tenor and bass,


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