He(she) was beautiful, beautiful to my eyes
From the moment I saw him(her) the sun filled the sky.
He(she) was so, so beautiful, beautiful just to hold.
In my dreams he(she) was springtime: winter was cold
How could I tell him(her) what I so clearly could see?
Though I longed for him(her), another trusted me completely
So I never could be free.
Ah, but it was beautiful, knowing now that he(she) cared.
I will always remember times that we shared.
Now it's all over still the feelings linger on.
For my dream keeps returning now that he's(she's) gone.
For it was beautiful, beautiful, beautiful to be loved.