歌词
The mourning dove
Laments his song
A sound of solace free and calm
Calls to his mate
Fulfills their fate
A simple life they build with love
The pleasure of
The mourning dove
He rises
At crest of dawn
Serenely
Beautiful drones awake
Whistling wings scatter
Symbols of hope and joy
A new day of peace
Oh...
The mourning dove
Is unaware
His twilight tone rings through my home
Enchanting coo
A déjà vu
Of soothing sounds that soar above
As I enjoy
The pleasure of the mourning dove