Nhạc sĩ: Harold Arlen, Truman Capote
Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650
Don't like goodbyes, tears or sighs
I'm not too good at leaving time
I've got no taste for grieving time
No, no, not me
You've been my near one, always my dear one
I never thought that I would find
Another love, a different kind
But it came to be
Well, if you think I'm telling you lies
Go try your luck and look into his eyes
But remember, you must remember
He's mine and my world overhead
Has a clear new shine
Don't wanna leave you, sorry to grieve you
But it's travelling time and I must move on
On that mantelina farm
And if I could arrange it
Oh, would I care to change it?
Not me
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