یک نوستالوژی: Love story

Where do I begin?

To tell the story of how great a love can be,

The sweet love story that is older than the sea,

The simple truth about the love she brings to me,

Where do I start?

With her first hello!

She gave a meaning to this empty world of mine,

There’d never be another love, another time,

She came into my life and made the living fine,

She fills my heart . . .

She fills my heart with very special things,

With angels’ songs, with wild imaginings,

She fills my soul with so much love,

That anywhere I go, I’m never lonely,

With her along, who could be lonely?

I reach for her hand, it’s always there . . .

How long does it last?

Can love be measured by the hours in a day?

I have no answers now, but this much I can say,

I know I’ll need her 'till the stars all burn away

And she’ll be there . . .

She’ll be there . . .

From the Paramount Picture “Love Story”

Music by Francis Albert Lai

With lyrics by Carl Sigman, 1970