Billie Holiday - Solitude текст песни

Текст песни Solitude - Billie Holiday



In my solitude
You haunt me
With reveries
Of days gone by
In my solitude
You taunt me
With memories
That never die
I sit in my chair
And filled with despair
There's no one could be so sad
With gloom everywhere
I sit and I stare
I know that I'll soon go mad
In my solitude
I'm praying
Dear Lord above
Send back my love
I sit in my chair
And filled with despair
There's no one could be so sad
With gloom everywhere
I sit and I stare
I know that I'll soon go mad
In my solitude
I'm praying
Dear Lord above
Send me back my love



Авторы: Mills Irving, Ellington Edward Kennedy, De Lange Edgar


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