Текст песни The Student Prince, Act I: Deep in my Heart, Dear - New Philharmonia Orchestra , Dame Joan Sutherland , Richard Bonynge

Come, boys, let's all be gay, Boys for everything
And suit their silent wit with great retorts
Don't waste your time on books, boys
For every good law student's mother sends his books
Let words profess a thing, boys, but we've
Got nothing but we can prove them today
Only guilty minors, in his honor count off shiners, pick up
Their lectures for their diners, boys, in fifty-three room nine
Oh, hey
Come, boys, let's all be gay, boys, for everything, Whoa
And suit their silent wit with great retorts
Don't waste your time on books, boys, for
Every good law student's mother sends her sons
Let words profess a thing, boys, but we've
Got nothing but we can prove them today
Only guilty minors, in his honor count off shiners, pick up
Their lectures for their diners, boys, in fifty-three room nine
Whoa
The magic of springtime is round us tonight
And young love bears gold on the breeze
And clothed in the silver of tender moonlight
The birds fall on the soft grain that weaves
As deep in the shadow your eyes look in mine
Within them a soft flame gently glows
The breath of the night wind, With perfume
Benign, Is filled with the scent of her rose
So love would I never, Never lose their
Shine, Now love in the heart of our rose
Deep in my heart, dear, I have a dream of you
Flashings of starlight, Perfume of roses and dew
You pass this ever, And hold me now for forever
Deep in my heart, dear, Always I'll dream of you
Deep in my heart, dear, I have a dream of you
Flashings of starlight, Perfume of roses and dew
You pass this ever, And hold me now for forever
Deep in my heart, dear, I have a dream of you