(1957) Dimitri Tiomkin, Ned Washington

Love me, love me, love me
Say you do
Let me fly away
with you,
For my love is like
the wind,
And wild is the wind

Give me more
than one caress,
Satisfy this
hungriness,
Let the wind
blow through your heart,
For wild is the wind

You touch me,
I hear the sound
of mandolins,
You kiss me,
With your kiss,
my life begins
You're spring to me,
All things
to me
Don't you know you're
life itself?

Like a leaf clings
to a tree,
Oh, my darling,
cling to me
For we're creatures
of the wind
And wild is the wind
So wild is the wind

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Wild is the wind
Wild is the wind