Below is the lyrics of the song Song , artist - Cleo Laine with translation
Original text with translation
Cleo Laine
The way of love was thus
He was born one winter morn
With hands delicious
And it was well with us
Love came our quiet way
Lit pride in us, and died in us
All in a winter’s day
There is no more to say
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