One-Two-Three. Waltz Rhythm 3/4. Tender.
One-Two-Three, Waltz Rhythm 3/4, Tender. From waltz to love's embráce, Just three steps to each óther, The wall has fell awáy, The gloom has gone to sea. The músic sets the pace, The hall, the night, the lóver, You're not alóne todáy, You're not alóne with me. In whírlpool of the crowd, In whírlpool of the líving, Just catch the mélody, And let the doubts be gone. And what you dreamed aloud — Will be for your receíving. From waltz to love, you see... We count: óne-two-three! Trust your vís-a-vís, In theft of hearts and pássion. The émpty bed is far, Somewhére out of sight... The rhýthm sets us free, In such a lóvely fáshion, To lose your head, my star, Is eásy and so bright. Óne-two-three, óne-two-three... Walls are fálling, can't you see? Óne-two-three, óne-two-three... Keep your eyes on ónly me! In whírlpool of the crowd, In whírlpool of the líving, Just catch the mélody, And let the doubts be gone. And what you dreamed aloud — Will be for your receíving. From waltz to love, you see... We count: óne-two-three! Óne-two-three... It all comes true... Óne-two-three...
One-Two-Three, Waltz Rhythm 3/4, Tender. From waltz to love's embráce, Just three steps to each óther, The wall has fell awáy, The gloom has gone to sea. The músic sets the pace, The hall, the night, the lóver, You're not alóne todáy, You're not alóne with me. In whírlpool of the crowd, In whírlpool of the líving, Just catch the mélody, And let the doubts be gone. And what you dreamed aloud — Will be for your receíving. From waltz to love, you see... We count: óne-two-three! Trust your vís-a-vís, In theft of hearts and pássion. The émpty bed is far, Somewhére out of sight... The rhýthm sets us free, In such a lóvely fáshion, To lose your head, my star, Is eásy and so bright. Óne-two-three, óne-two-three... Walls are fálling, can't you see? Óne-two-three, óne-two-three... Keep your eyes on ónly me! In whírlpool of the crowd, In whírlpool of the líving, Just catch the mélody, And let the doubts be gone. And what you dreamed aloud — Will be for your receíving. From waltz to love, you see... We count: óne-two-three! Óne-two-three... It all comes true... Óne-two-three...