Composer And Singer - Poem by Joyce Hemsley
How dear the Composer Franz Lehar
We never forget a Superstar
whose violin strings echoed over the miles
to the Merry Widow valley of smiles.
Beautiful music came to stay. Operettas
and love songs brought joy to our day.
The voice of Richard Tauber filled the
world with bliss, when he sang the
'Girls were made to Love and Kiss
And who am I to interfere with this'?
...Ah, Paganini by Franz Lehar...
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