Текст песни All the Things You Are - Helen Forrest , Artie Shaw

You are the promised kiss of springtime
That makes the lonely winter seem long
You are the breathless hush of evening
That trembles on the brink of a lovely song

You are the angel glow, that lights the stars
The dearest things I know are what you are
Someday, my happy arms will hold you
And someday, I'll know that moment divine
When all the things you are, are mine