亚平别言真

Somewhere my love, there will be songs to sing
Although the snow covers the hope 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 when the spring breaks though
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
God bless my love till you are mine again.