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Şifreni unuttuysan eposta adresini yaz, hemen yenisini yollayalım.
When the mellow moon begins to beam,
Every night I dream a little dream;
And of course Prince Charming is the theme:
The he
For me.
Although I realize as well as you
It is seldom that a dream comes true,
To me it's clear
That he'll appear.
Some day he'll come along,
The man I love;
And he'll be big and strong,
The man I love;
And when he comes my way,
I'll do my best to make him stay.
He'll look at me and smile
I'll understand;
And in a little while
He'll take my hand;
And though it seems absurd,
I know we both won't say a word.
Maybe I will meet him Sunday,
Maybe Monday maybe not;
Still I'm sure to meet him one day
Maybe Tuesday
Will be my good news day.
He'll build a little home
Just meant for two;
From which I'll never roam
Who would? Would you?
And so all else above,
I'm waiting for
The man I love
Maybe I will meet him Sunday,
Maybe Monday -- maybe not;
Still I'm sure to meet him one day
Maybe Tuesday
Will be my good news day.
He'll build a little home
Just meant for two;
From which I'll never roam
Who would? Would you?
And so all else above,
I'm waiting for
The man I love
