Erroll Garner - September Song текст песни

Текст песни September Song - Erroll Garner



Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December
But the days grow short when you reach September
When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame
One hasn't got time for the waiting game
Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few
September, November
And these few precious days I'll spend with you
These precious days I'll spend with you



Авторы: Kurt Weill, Maxwell Anderson


Erroll Garner - Jazz Piano - Verve 50
Альбом Jazz Piano - Verve 50
дата релиза
01-01-2012




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