The morning sun beyond the clouds. And when the dark night seems endless With only a quarter moon left of light I am longing back to times of splendor
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
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 believe in The golden
New Amsterdam was her name Before she was New York New Amsterdam is a dame The heart and Soul of Big Apple city No matter what name she goes under I
My dear Lorenzo you take my hand And understand the tears that I have cried We light the candles and pour the wine and laugh as if you'll never leave
Ninna nanna marinare 'Ngopp a varca, miezo o mare Lo te parl e nun respunn Te si perze miez o suonn Te vurria magna' de vas Ma ho paura e te sceta' Cosi
Si tienes un hondo penar, piensa en mi si tienes ganas de llorar, piensa en mi Ya ves que venero tu imagen divina Tu parvula boca, que siendo tan nina
Bitty boppy Betty, bitt boppy Betty, bitty boppy Betty booboo, On weekends she's your honey, then comes Monday, and that'll be sir to you. Bitty boppy
we should take it slow rest our heads upon the grass and listen to it grow Going where the hills are green and the cars are few and far days are full of splendor
She is walking quickly Like there's some place she must be. In her eyes there's no one, There is no one she needs. He sits with his paper At a sunday
Over the valley I saw a silver cloud With a pink lining I said it right out loud There's no denying You are my one and only love And we'll see over the
Mi piaci, ah-ah!, Mi piaci, ah-ah-ah!, Mi piaci, tanto, tanto, ah!, Sembra incredibile ma sono cotta di te. Mi piaci, ah-ah!, Mi piaci, ah-ah-ah!, Mi
Sing, sing a song Sing out loud Sing out strong Sing of good things not bad Sing of happy not sad. Sing, sing a song Make it simple to last Your whole
My dear Maria I'm here to see ya Won't you please, please open the door I brought ya flowers Been waitin' hours Can't stand it anymore So here's what
You know what's takin' place? Check this out This is Sublime, hey I'm Mad Lion for the borderline, hey, hey This is Sublime I'm Mad Lion for the borderline
i stare possessed past the gates of hell blessed devil spirit engulfed in fire terror far beyond the concept of christ do you possess the will to kill
(Words by Paul Frances Webster and Music by Sammy Fain) [Originally by The Four Aces] Love is a many splendored thing It's the April rose That only