Love is a many-splendored thing,
It's the April rose that only grows in the early spring,
Love is nature's way of giving a reason to be living,
The golden crown that makes a man a king.
Once on a high and windy hill,
In the morning mist two
lovers kissed and the world stood still,
Then your fingers touched my silent heart
and taught it how to sing,
Yes, true love's a many-splendored thing
Submitted by delamare at Tue 21 Dec, 2010 6:09 pm
Author: Paul Francis Webster, Sammy Fain
Composer: ?
Publisher: Reprise Records
Published in: 1964
Language: English
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