When the evening wanes , after gazing at an ochre sky,
We see the full moon as it rises in the heavens,and
It's then we will lift our voices and sing with earnest,
''Moon River, high above the skies,
My Huckleberry fin,Moon River '',we sing:
''Tra la la la la,my Huckleberry fin,
''Moon River '',we sing,''Moon River forever''.
And admire your beauty as I gaze upon your countenance,
Your lovely lips and dimpled cheeks when you smile.
I remember we used to walk hand in hand,
Gazing up at the sky dotted with stars,
With a gentle breeze on our backs,
And the standing trees as men as witnesses,
Of our love for each other,my Huckleberry fin.
The moonlight sparkles on your beautiful face,
And the gold necklace curved around your slender neck:
''Tra la la la la, my Huckleberry fin''.
Love was in the air as sure as the singing of the birds,
As certain as the change of the seasons,
For true love weathers all seasons,
And stands true for all time and for eternity!
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