Ave Maria
Where is the justice in this world?
The wicked make so much noise, mother
The righteous stay oddly still
With no wisdom, all of the riches in the world leave us poor tonight
Ave Maria
Gratia plena
Maria, gratia plena
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Maria, gratia plena
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Ave, ave dominus tecum
And strength is not without humility
Its weakness, an untreatable disease
And war is always the choice
Of the chosen who will not have to fight
Ave Maria | | |
