quinta-feira, outubro 09, 2008

Blue Moon


Blue moon,
you saw me standing alone
without a dream in my heart
without a love on my own.

Blue moon,
you knew just what I was there for
you heard me saying a prayer for
somebody I really could care for.

And then there suddenly appeared before me,
the only one my arms will ever hold
I heard somebody whisper, "Please adore me."
and when I looked,
the moon had turned to gold.

Blue moon,
now I'm no longer alone
without a dream in my heart
without a love of my own.

(Billie Holiday)

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