Ella Fitzgerald - Midnight sun

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Your lips were like a red and ruby chalice, warmer than the summer night
The clouds were like an alabaster palace rising to a snowy height.
Each star it s own aurora borealis, suddenly you held me tight,
I could see the Midnight Sun.

I can t explain the silver rain that found me--or was that a moonlight veil?
The music of the universe around me, or was that a nightingale?
And then your arms miraculously found me,suddenly the sky turned pale,
I could see the Midnight Sun.

Was there such a night, it s a thrill I still don t quite believe,
But after you were gone, there was still some stardust on my sleeve.

The flame of it may dwindle to an ember, and the stars forget to shine,
And we may see the meadow in December, icy white and crystalline.
But oh my darling always I ll remember when your lips were close to mine,
And we saw the Midnight Sun.

Inne utwory

  • Let it snow
  • I got rhythm
  • Have you met miss Jones
  • No strings
  • Ace in the hole
  • The man i love
  • Funny face
  • For you, for me for evermore
  • Easy to love
  • Satin doll
  • Blue room
  • Embraceable you
  • Drop me off in harlem
  • Bye bye blackbird
  • Dream
  • Happy blues
  • Losowe utwory

    Dla mnie

    Chaos w mojej głowie
    Tak łatwo przebrzmiałe marzenia
    Nie można tak bez końca padać na twarz
    I płakać nocami
    Nie można tak...
    Cień na moich oczach
    Jak zapomniane marzenia
    Nie można tak z zamkniętymi oczami
    Iść do przodu i umierać powoli

    The vision

    Look through the darkness the vision of life
    then tell me what do you see.
    A dream you believe is a life you can t see
    something existis but can never be.
    You will wake up but not from a dream
    when you wake up...

    Angels with dirty faces

    See my soul as desire
    Catch the words as they fall from my lips
    Feel the passion grow higher
    Lick the sweat from my fingertips

    Be my love
    Beware my love is strange
    Be my love
    Beware the time can change

    See my scars heat the hunter
    Catch the thoughts as they race with the wind
    Hear my heart beat...

    Your poison

    Your cruel device
    Your blood, like ice
    One look could kill
    My pain, your thrill

    I wanna love you but I better not touch
    I wanna hold you but my senses tell me to stop
    I wanna kiss you but want it too...

    Blackeyed blonde

    Pumpin the blood through the heart of New Orleans
    She s the mystic heat of the Bourbon street dream
    She s just made out of flesh and bones
    But let me tell you little boy
    You better leave her alone

    Leroy Brown thought he was bad too