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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
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