No strings of pearls in a velvet glove The thing I long for is the gift of love No ring of gold I've a dream to unfold When all the stars have flown and we're alone The gift of love is a precious thing A touch of magic on a day in spring The golden dream Every dreamer pursues Remember darling never refuse the gift of love For love can be a melody that lingers Or slip like April wine Right through your fingers So kiss me sweet Till our secret star I'lluminates the way To Shangri-La Whatever fate may befall All I know Is that the gift of love is the greateast gift of all <♪> For love can be a melody that lingers Or slip like April wine Right through your fingers So kiss me sweet Till our secret star I'lluminates the way To Shangri-La Whatever fate may befall All I know Is that the gift of love is the greateast gift of all