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Where are the beautiful days?
Where are the sleigh rides of dawn?
Where are the tender moments of splendor?
Where have they gone?
Where have they gone?
Somewhere my love,
there will be songs to sing,
although the snow covers the hope of spring.
Somewhere a hill blossoms in green and gold,
and there are dreams all that your heart can hold.
Someday we'll meet again,
my love, someday whenever the spring breaks through.
You'll come out of the long ago,
warm as the wind, soft as the kiss of snow.
Till then my sweet, think of me now and then.
Godspeed my love,´til you are mine again.
Where are the sleigh rides of dawn?
Where are the tender moments of splendor?
Where have they gone?
Where have they gone?
Somewhere my love,
there will be songs to sing,
although the snow covers the hope of spring.
Somewhere a hill blossoms in green and gold,
and there are dreams all that your heart can hold.
Someday we'll meet again,
my love, someday whenever the spring breaks through.
You'll come out of the long ago,
warm as the wind, soft as the kiss of snow.
Till then my sweet, think of me now and then.
Godspeed my love,´til you are mine again.
Annons
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