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Love is a many splendid thingIt's the April roseThat only growsIn the early springLove is nature's way of givingA reason to be livingThe golden crownThat makes a man a kingOnce on a high and windy hillIn the morning mistTwo lovers kissedAnd the worldStood stillThen your fingers touchedMy silent heartAnd taught itHow to singYes, true loveIs a many splendid thingwho would singYour praises not heardOnce on a high and windy hillIn the morning mistTwo lovers kissedAnd the world stood stillThen your fingers touchedMy silent heartSilent heart and taught me how to sing.Yes, through love of many splendor things.
