The Rosary - Broadcast - Mario Lanza

The hours I spent with thee, dear heart

Or as a string of pearls to me

I count them over, every one apart

My rosary, my rosary

Each hour a pearl, each pearl a prayer

To still a heart in absence wrung

I tell each bead unto the end

And there a cross is hung

O memories that bless and burn

O barren gain and bitter loss

I kiss each bead and strive at last to learn

To kiss the cross, sweet heart

To kiss the cross