文本歌词

Why is the rose beginning to bud in Spring
Why are the birds beginning to fly and sing
And why have I this new sensation
It's just the accent on youth
Why do I long for kisses so fresh and sweet
Here in my arms the picture is so complete
It really needs no explanation
It's called the accent on youth
You are tempting and divine
Like intoxicating wine
I am yours and you are mine
How can we grow old
What makes this night resemble the blushing dawn
What brings us here confessing that love is born
Although we call it inspiration
But it's nothing but the accent on youth
You are tempting and divine
Like intoxicating wine
I am yours and you are mine
How can we grow old
What makes this night resemble the blushing dawn
What brings us here confessing that love is born
Although we call it inspiration
But it's nothing baby but the accent on youth