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Song of Green Mansions - 手嶌葵
词：Paul Francis Webster
曲：Bronislau Kaper
They say that love is a fragile thing
A limits when a magic ring made of gold
They say that love is a bird in flight
A gleam of light a star too bright to behold
Tell me tell me tell me oh child of the moon
It is as they say must love slip away too soon
Tell me Rima where are the meadows of June
Speaking with her eyes softly she replies
I know a place where green mansions are
As near or far as any star up above
And in this land of eternal spring
Where hummingbirds can learn to sing
Green groves the mansions of love
