How sweet you are, how sweet you are How dear your tenderly smiling face Through days all bitter and gray and grim Through nights when even the stars
My romance, doesn't need to have a moon in the sky My romance, doesn't need a blue lagoon standing by No month of May, no twinkling stars No hideaway,
In the sleepy town of San Juanita There's a story that a padre tells Of a gay Senor and Senorita And the serenade of the bells Seems they asked the padre
It's great to be alive To work from nine to five To have a piece of land to farm It's great to be alive To have a car to drive And have your baby on
Vertimas: Stafford, Jo. Padaryti meilė man.
Vertimas: Stafford, Jo. Londono tiltas.
Vertimas: Stafford, Jo. Goodnight Irene.
Vertimas: Stafford, Jo. Išmok Me Tonight.
Vertimas: Stafford, Jo. Seniai (ir toli).
Vertimas: Stafford, Jo. Serenada Of The Bells.
Vertimas: Stafford, Jo. Out Of This World.
Vertimas: Stafford, Jo. Tai gali atsitikti Jūs.
Vertimas: Stafford, Jo. Jūs Theres ne.
Vertimas: Stafford, Jo. Nr Kita Meilė.
Vertimas: Stafford, Jo. Dieną Dayjs.
Vertimas: Stafford, Jo. Jūs priklauso man.
Vertimas: Stafford, Jo. - Jūs Žavingas.
Vertimas: Stafford, Jo. Staiga Theres slėnyje.
