[00:24.75]They say that love is a fragile thing
[00:33.24]A limits? when a magic ring made of gold
[00:50.40]They say that love is a bird in flight,
[00:58.80]A gleam of light, a star too bright to behold,
[01:16.25]Tell me, tell me, tell me oh child of the moon
[01:32.86]It is as they say, must love slip away too soon
[01:50.12]Tell me, Rima, where are the meadows of June
[02:06.69]Speaking with her eyes, softly she replies
[02:22.07]"I know a place, where green mansions are
[02:30.85]As near or far, as any star up above
[02:48.35]And in this land of eternal spring
[02:56.63]Where hummingbirds can learn to sing
[03:10.35]Green groves, the mansions of love"