Somewhere, my love, there will
be songs to sing
Although the snow covers the
hopes of Spring
Somewhere a hill blossoms in
green and gold
And there are dreams, all that
your heart can hold
Someday we'll meet again, my
love
Someday whenever the Spring
breaks through
You'll come to me out of the
long-ago
Warm as the wind, soft as the
kiss of snow
Till then, my sweet, think of me
now and then
Godspeed, my love, till you are
mine again
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