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Come to me my melancholy baby.Cuddle up and don't be blue.All your fears are foolish fancies, baby.You know dear that I'm in love with you.
The night is like a lovely tuneBeware my foolish heartHow white the ever constant moonTake care my foolish heart
My funny valentineSweet comic valentineYou make me smile with my heartYour looks are laughableUnphotographableYet you're my favourite work of art
Whippoorwills call, evenin' is nighHurry to my Blue HeavenTurn to the right, there's a little white lightWill lead you to my Blue Heaven
Pennies in a streamFalling leaves a sycamoreMoonlight in VermontIcy finger wavesSki trails on a mountain sideSnowlight in Vermont
You ain't been blue; no, no, noYou ain't been blueTill you've had that mood indigoThat feelin' goes stealin' down to my shoesWhile I sit and sigh, "Go 'long blues"
It must have been moonglowWay up in the blueIt must have been moonglowThat led me straight to you
Look at me, I'm as helpless as a kitten up a tree;And I feel like I'm clingin' to a cloudI can't understandI get misty, just holding your hand
Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream (bung, bung, bung, bung)Make him the cutest that I've ever seen (bung, bung, bung, bung)Give him two lips like roses and clover (bung, bung, bung, bung)Then tell him that his lonesome nights are over.
Standard jazz swing manouche
Standard jazz manouche...
Cause my hair is curlyJust because my teeth are pearlyJust because I always wear a smileLike to dress up, in the latest style
Il est revenu le temps du muguetComme un vieil ami retrouvé,Il est revenu flâner le long du quaiJusqu'au banc où je t'attendais.Et j'ai vu refleurirL'éclat de son sourire,Aujourd'hui plus beau que jamais.
Menilmontant, mais oui, Madame C'est là que j'ai laissé mon coeur C'est là que j'viens retrouver Mon âme, toute ma flamme Tout mon bonheur
Marie, the dawn is breakingMarie, you'll soon be wakingTo find your heart is aching
Do doo be-do-do
Do do-do do
Do doo be-do-do be-do-do be-do-do be-do-do-doodle do do do-doo do!
When the phantom night of summer covers
Field and city with a veil of blue
All the lanes are full of straying lovers
Oh the shark has pearly teeth, dear
And he shows them, pearly white
Just a jack knife has Macheath, dear
And he keeps it out of sight
J'avais 15 ans c'était le temps de ma première guitare
Et tout ce temps revient souvent du fond de ma mémoire
Ces 15 ans là c'était Django qui les mettait en fête
Oh, lullaby of birdland that's what I
Always hear, when you sigh
Never in my wordland could there be words to reveal
In a phrase how I feel
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