Spain, premiadíssima compô de Chick Corea e Neville Potter, 1971. Lyrics: Al Jarreau.
Superbem mandado aqui pelo Rare Silk, em gravaçao de 1983. Sing along, muito massa:
Just a photograph of yesterdayAnd all its edges folded and the corners faded sepia brownAnd yet it's all I have of our past love: a postscript to its ending
Brighter days, I can see such brighter daysWhen every song we sang is sung againAnd now we know this time it's for goodAnd we're lovers once again and you're near me
I can remember the rain in DecemberThe leaves of brown on the ground
In Spain I did love and adore youThe nights filled with joy were our yesterdaysAnd tomorrow will bring you near me
I can recall my desireEvery reverie is on fireAnd I get a picture of all my yesterdaysYesterday I can say I get a kick every timeThey play that Spain again
I can remember the rain in DecemberThe leaves of brown on the ground
Our love was a Spanish fiestaThe bright lights and songs were our joy each dayAnd the nights were the heat of yearning
I can recall my desireEvery reverie is on fireAnd I get a picture of all my yesterdaysYesterday I can say I get a kick everytimeI see you gaze at me
I see moments of historyYour eyes meet mine and they dance to the melodyAnd we live again as if dreamingThe sound of our hearts beat like castanetsAnd forever we'll know their meaning
Oooooooopz, ainda não estou preparado para isso... num kurti.
ResponderExcluir;-(
JOPZ
Suave. Já estou acostumada.
ExcluirEu sei que meu gosto musical encontra eco em mais uma meia dúzia de eventuais leitores, entre os quais:
Celso Loch
Rick's
George Natividade
Marco Leite
Dico Kremer
E já é gente pacará, em se tratando de jazz, CWB, Brazil.