Stephane Grappelli - Clouds Lyrics
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Clouds
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What Are The Lyrics For Clouds By Stephane Grappelli?
Clouds are only dewdrops that once kissed a rose
Clouds are feathers from a lady's fan Do you remember how we watched them drifting by Long ago when love began Clouds floating thru the night While the silver stars above Lend their tender light Clouds drifting thru the sky While I wonder why my love ever said goodbye The night was young The breeze was warm and tender A fool was I but how was I to know I gladly gave my heart in sweet surrender To learn that love was meant to come and go Like snowhite clouds floating through the night Speaking of a love that was heavenly A love that could never be mine Once we were together and now we're apart Did you find it easy to forget? I keep on dreaming while the years go drifting by Calling you my "Sweet Regret" Clouds floating thru the night While the silver stars above Lend their tender light Clouds drifting thru the sky While I wonder why my love ever said goodbye The night was young The breeze was warm and tender A fool was I but how was I to know I gladly gave my heart in sweet surrender To learn that love was meant to come and go Like snowhite Clouds Floating thru the night Speaking of a love that was heavenly A love that could never be mine |
Who Wrote Clouds By Stephane Grappelli?
Walter Donaldson, Gus Kahn
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What's The Duration Of The Clouds By Stephane Grappelli?The duration of Clouds is 3:12 minutes and seconds. |
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