around Underneath the night sky take flight Underneath the night sky she cries Underneath the night sky one last time You know where I'm going Underneath the night sky
underneath the night sky take flight underneath the night sky she cries underneath the night sky one last time you know where i'm going oh underneath the night sky
Tulkojums: Young Love. Zem Night Sky.
love again You looked so young and full of life I was so lonesome I could cry And in my mind we Shared the same taxi Underneath the moonlit sky Softly
a time, there's a time When a love is young and new Heaven's painted blue When we lay in the summer grass For a time, for a time, You were so in love
that I ever seen It kind of felt like a day dream Hey, are you goin' my way? Baby, can I take you there? It was the first warm night of spring And love
Underneath the darkened sky All along the crooked way The same story once again Of sorrow and of pain One fool in a dream One black-hearted queen A tale
in the dark Lay underneath the stars Young love, young love Young love, young love (Underneath the stars) Young love, young love (Underneath the stars) Young love, young love (Underneath
the mirror's magic sights, For often thro' the silent nights A funeral, with plumes and lights And music, went to Camelot; Or when the Moon was overhead, Came two young
need for hesitation It's time for celebration Will this be the night I've waited for When angels fall in love Heaven knows, does it show, oh If this love
never saw him paint a thing He just kept the tins underneath his bed And sniffed a different colour every night And dreamed of a place up in the sky
mind And imagined I was yours and you were mine As we lay upon the grass There in the dark Underneath the stars (Young love) Underneath the stars (Young love
don't wanna stand here All night in this bar ( dear lord ) I don't wanna stand here All night in this bar ( no shit ) I don't wanna stand here All night
you is an enormous thing to do Everything is going to change Isn't it strange? Isn't it strange How everything will change? The night is young, the sky