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Till the stars that were there before return above you, what moments divine
till the stars that were there before return above you
And promising never, till the stars that were there before return above you Begin, except when that tune clutches my heart
I know but too well what they mean, i know but too well what they mean, i m with you once more under the stars
and down by the shore an orchestra s playing
When they begin the beguine, when they begin the beguine
it brings back a memory ever green
Let it sleep like the dead desire i only remember, it brings back a night of tropical splendor, when they begin the beguine
I know but too well what they mean, it brings back a night of tropical splendor, let it sleep like the dead desire i only remember
Except when that tune clutches my heart, till you whisper to me once more, make them play
what moments divine
It brings back a memory ever green, and down by the shore an orchestra s playing Beguine, when they begin the beguine
when they begin the beguine
What moments divine, let the love that was once a fire remain an ember
When they begin the beguine, to live it again is past all endeavor, when they begin the beguine
Let them begin the beguine, i know but too well what they mean, i m with you once more under the stars
and down by the shore an orchestra s playing
and down by the shore an orchestra s playing
It brings back a memory ever green, and promising never, when they begin the beguine
and there we are
And we suddenly know what heaven we re in when they begin the beguine, let it sleep like the dead desire i only remember
What moments divine, so don t let them begin the beguine
And there we are, the clouds came along to disperse the joys we had tasted, swearing to love forever
And down by the shore an orchestra s playing, till you whisper to me once more, and even the palms seem to be swaying
And promising never, what rapture serene
And there we are, when they begin the beguine, never to part
Never to part, let them begin the beguine
And now when i hear people curse the chance that was wasted, when they begin the beguine
When they begin the beguine, let them begin the beguine, let them begin the beguine
never to part
Till the stars that were there before return above you, till the stars that were there before return above you, i know but too well what they mean
it brings back the sound of music so tender
And even the palms seem to be swaying, and now when i hear people curse the chance that was wasted, what moments divine
when they begin the beguine
When they begin the beguine, let it sleep like the dead desire i only remember
Let them begin the beguine, till you whisper to me once more