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.
Once on a high and windy hill,
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In the morning mist two lovers kissed and the world stood still,
Then our fingers touched my silent heart and taught it how to sing,
Yes, true love's a many-splendored thing.
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