The Moon Was Yellow - Margaret Whiting (玛格丽特·怀)
The moon was yellow, and the night was young.
A smile brought us together, and I was wond'ring whether
We'd meet again someday.
The moon was yellow, and a song was sung.
That vocal inspiration gave me the inclination
To give my heart away.
Here we are! Is our romance to continue?
Will it be my luck to win you.
May I look that far?
My love is mellow and my hopes are strung
Around that Cupid fellow
Behold, the moon is yellow and the night is young
My love is mellow and my hopes are strung
Around that Cupid fellow
Behold, the moon is yellow and the night is young