Love is a Many Splendoured Thing - Nat King Cole
Composição
by Sammy Fain / Paul Francis Webster
 
 
 
 
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 lover's a many splendored thing ...
 
 
Then your fingers touched my silent heart
And taught it how to sing
Yes, true lover's a many splendored thing ...
 

LoveLove is a many splendoured thing