Magic of love

 

Come flying on the breeze

Before it all can cease

Come to me with open arms

We will fly over the farms

Arm in arm high and high

While the winds sigh

And the magic of love

Like a white shiny dove

Takes over as fever

To come back never

On the hard ground

How does it sound

You and me only

Forever and forever golly

Like the gods holy

We always will be jolly

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