In the still of the night as I gaze out of
Gratia plenaMaria, gratia plenaMaria, gratia plenaAve, ave dominusDominus tecumBenedicta tu in
(When you're near, the murmuring of the breeze)(Becomes a symphony)(A rhapsody)And
That old master painter from the faraway hills painted the violets
Yesterday we were gayI was high on a rainbow, but now
He: Tangerine, she is all they claimWith her eyes of night
We'll meet againDon't know where, don't know whenBut I know we'll
careful, it's my heartIt's not my watch you're holding,
never knew that roses grewOr if skies were blue or
a wonderful world, I'm just a-walkin' on airTalk of
Chicago, that toddling townChicago, Chicago, I will show you
You were my adored oneThen you became the bored oneAnd I
It happened in MontereyA long time agoI met her in MontereyIn
story is much too sad to be toldBut practically everything
I'll be loving you alwaysWith a love that's true, alwaysWhen the
fellow needs a girlTo sit by his sideAt the
Bluebirds, flowersSunshine and showersSunsets and rainbowsOn skies of red and blueBadges,
Five hundred guys have one thousand eyes for my babyThey stand
me to the moonAnd let me play among the
never smile againUntil I smile at youI'll never laugh againWhat
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