Love is a many splendored thing

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.



Lost on a high and windy hill,

In the morning mist

two lovers kissed

and the world stood still,



When our fingers touch

my silent heart

has taught us how to sing,

Yes,

true love's a many-splendored thing.



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Prime Artist:              Frank Sinatra

Lyrics by:                 Paul Francis Webster

Music by:                  Sammy Fain

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