When She Makes Music

When She Makes Music - Julie London (茱莉·伦敦)

All he has to do is say hello

And that's the sweetest melody I know

The sound of angels singing soft and low

When he makes music

Her laughter is an echo in the breeze

That hushes larks and thrushes in the trees

And calms the wave that rushes from the seas

When he makes music

Any time he breathes a sigh

The symphony begins

Every time he says goodbye

A million violins start crying

The song is sad until we meet again

We kiss and then the song is sweet again

But whether he is far away or very near

He makes music only I can hear

Whether he is far away or very near

He makes music only I can hear