Begin the Beguine  Cole Porter

When they Begin the Beguine
It brings back the sound of music so tender,
It brings back a night of tropical splendour,
It brings back a memory ever green.
I'm with you once more under the stars
And down by the shore an orchestra's playing,
And even the palms seem to be swaying
When they Begin the Beguine.
To live it again is past all endeavour,
Except when that tune clutches my heart,
And there we are, swearing to love forever,
And promising never, never to part.
What moments divine, what rapture serene,
Till clouds came along to disperse the joys we had tasted
And now when I hear people curse the chance that was wasted,
I know but to well what they mean;
So don't let them Begin the Beguine,
Let the love that was once afire remain an ember;
Let it sleep like the dead desire I only remember
When they Begin the Beguine.
Oh yes, let them Begin the Beguine, make them play
Till the starts that were there before return above you,
Till you whisper to me once more, "Darling, I love you!"
And we suddenly know what heaven we're in,
When they Begin the Beguine, When they Begin the Beguine!