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[Verse]
Behind closed doors, where history is made,
Where white smoke rises, heralding a new dawn.
In hearts, there's prayer; in minds, concern,
Who shall hold the keys of Peter, guiding with grace.

[Chorus]
Conclave, conclave, the mystery of faith,
Conclave, conclave, a choice full of change.
May the Holy Spirit lead them in this hour,
To choose a shepherd who guards the line of faith.

Cardinals in robes, brothers from distant lands,
United by a mission that weighs the Church's fate.
In the Sistine Chapel, where frescoes gaze from above,
There, decisions are made, silently, without haste.

[Chorus]
Conclave, conclave, hearts filled with hope,
Conclave, conclave, where the Spirit guides.
Through centuries of tradition, unyielding as a rock,
The selection of a leader to navigate through storms.

[Bridge]
In silence and unity, where every voice matters,
Where past and future intertwine in the present.
Let the white smoke announce to the world,
That a wise leader stands ready at the gates.

[Chorus]
Conclave, conclave, votes already cast,
Conclave, conclave, the world waits in contemplation.
May the new leader, with love and humility,
Guide the Church toward a future the dawn foretells from above.

[Chorus]
Conclave, conclave, votes already cast,
Conclave, conclave, the world waits in contemplation.
May the new leader, with love and humility,
Guide the Church toward a future the dawn foretells from above.
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