Eydie Gormé

The gift of love (Audio)

No strings of pearls in a velvet glove
The thing I long for is a gift of love
No ring of gold, but a dream to unfold,
when all the stars have flown, and we're alone.

The gift of love is a precious thing,
a touch of magic on a day in spring,
the golden dream every dreamer pursues
Remember, darling, never refuse the gift of love! 

For love can be a melody that lingers,
or slip like April wine right through your fingers.

So kiss me sweet till our secret star
illuminates the way to Shangrila
Whatever fate may befall, 
all I know is that the gift of love 
is the greatest gift of all.


dal $egno al fine

What a ball... that's all!

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