ŽIVOT JE LIJEP

Love is a many splendored thing
It's the April rose
That only grows in the early spring
Love is nature's way of giving
A reason to be living
A golden crown that makes a man a king.
 
Once on a high and windy hill
In the morning mist
Two lovers kissed
And world stood still
Then your fingers touched my silent heart
And taught it how to sing
Yes, true love's a many splendored thing.

love is like a splendor in the grass :)