Из альбома: The Voice - Over Twenty Years in Music 1939-1960

There were tears in the crowded congregation,
There were hearts that have loved but all in vain,
T'was goodbye to the sweetheart of the nation,
At the wedding of Lili Marlene
Men who'd marched where the desert sands were burning,
From Tobruc down the road to Alamein
In their hearts were tender memories were returning,
At the wedding of Lili Marlene
As she knelt where the candle lights were gleaming,
It seemed the choir sang soft and low,
Farewell, my angel of the lamplight,
We'll always love you so
Down the aisle came the bride in all her glory,
To the strains of her own sweet love refrain,
T'was the end of a very lovely story,
At the wedding of Lili Marlene

Farewell, my angel of the lamplight,
We'll always love you so
Down the aisle came the bride in all her glory,
To the strains of her own sweet love refrain,
T'was the end of a very lovely story,
At the wedding of Lili Marlene

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