Maurice Jarre, Francis Paul Webster

Somewhere my love

there will be songs to sing

Although the snow

covers the hope of Spring

Somewhere a hill

blossoms in green and gold

And there are dreams,

all that your heart can hold

Someday we'll meet again, my love

Someday whenever the Spring breaks through

You'll turn to me

out of the long-ago

Warm as the wind,

soft as the kiss of snow

Lara, my own,

think of me now and then

Godspeed, my love,

till you are mine again

Warm as the wind,

soft as the kiss of snow

Godspeed, my love,

till you are mine again.