Текст песни Elvis Presley - Memories

Band / Artist : Elvis Presley
Song title : Memories

Chours:

    Memories, pressed between the pages of my mind
    Memories, sweetened thru the ages just like wine

    Quiet thought come floating down
    And settle softly to the ground
    Like golden autumn leaves around my feet
    I touched them and they burst apart with sweet memories,
    Sweet memories

    Of holding hands and red bouquets
    And twilight trimmed in purple haze
    And laughing eyes and simple ways
    And quiet nights and gentle days with you

Chours:

    Memories, pressed between the pages of my mind
    Memories, sweetened thru the ages just like wine,
    Memories,          memories,          sweet memories