Love is a many splendored thing,
It's the April rose, that only grows,
In the early Spring,
Love is natures way of giving,
A reason to be living,
The golden crown
That makes a man, a king,
Once on a high and windy hill,
In the morning mist,
Two lovers kissed,
And the world stood still,
Then your fingers touched my silent heart,
And taught it how to sing,
Yes, true love's a many splendored thing..
Once on a high and windy hill,
In the morning mist,
Two lovers kissed,
And the world stood still,
Then your fingers touched my silent heart,
And taught it how to sing,
Yes, true love's a many splendored thing
🎵
LRC歌词版本
Love is a many splendored thing,
It's the April rose, that only grows,
In the early Spring,
Love is natures way of giving,
A reason to be living,
The golden crown
That makes a man, a king,
Once on a high and windy hill,
In the morning mist,
Two lovers kissed,
And the world stood still,
Then your fingers touched my silent heart,
And taught it how to sing,
Yes, true love's a many splendored thing..
Once on a high and windy hill,
In the morning mist,
Two lovers kissed,
And the world stood still,
Then your fingers touched my silent heart,
And taught it how to sing,
Yes, true love's a many splendored thing
📝
纯歌词版本
Love is a many splendored thing,
It's the April rose, that only grows,
In the early Spring,
Love is natures way of giving,
A reason to be living,
The golden crown
That makes a man, a king,
Once on a high and windy hill,
In the morning mist,
Two lovers kissed,
And the world stood still,
Then your fingers touched my silent heart,
And taught it how to sing,
Yes, true love's a many splendored thing..
Once on a high and windy hill,
In the morning mist,
Two lovers kissed,
And the world stood still,
Then your fingers touched my silent heart,
And taught it how to sing,
Yes, true love's a many splendored thing
🎵
LRC歌词版本
Love is a many splendored thing,
It's the April rose, that only grows,
In the early Spring,
Love is natures way of giving,
A reason to be living,
The golden crown
That makes a man, a king,
Once on a high and windy hill,
In the morning mist,
Two lovers kissed,
And the world stood still,
Then your fingers touched my silent heart,
And taught it how to sing,
Yes, true love's a many splendored thing..
Once on a high and windy hill,
In the morning mist,
Two lovers kissed,
And the world stood still,
Then your fingers touched my silent heart,
And taught it how to sing,
Yes, true love's a many splendored thing