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Love is a many splendored thing
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It's the April rose that only grows in the early spring
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Love is nature's way of giving a reason to be living
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The golden crown that makes a man a king
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Once on a high and windy hill
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In the morning mist two lovers kissed and the world stood still
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Then your fingers touched my silent heart and taught it how to sing
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Yes, true love's a many splendored thing
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Once on a high and windy hill
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In the morning mist two lovers kissed and the world stood still
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Then your fingers touched my silent heart and taught it how to sing
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Yes, true love's a many splendored thing
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Love Is A Many Splendoured Thing
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The Four Aces |