Notting Hill

Algumas musiquinhas daquelas que eu gosto. Não encontrei a versão Blue Moon do Notting Hill, mas o Tio Sinatra, companheiro de sempre, serve perfeitamente para a ocasião. ***

BLUE MOON

Blue moon
You saw me standing alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own
Blue moon
You know just what I was there for
You heard me saying a prayer for
Someone I really could care for

And then there suddenly appeared before me
The only one my arms will hold
I heard somebody whisper please adore me
And when I looked to the moon it turned to gold

Blue moon
Now I’m no longer alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own

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

Blue moon
Now I’m no longer alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own

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Esta cena está qualquer coisa… Já agora, é impossivel não gostar de Chagall! A miuda têm razão, o mundo só faz sentido com uma cabra tocadora de violino!  🙂 Gosto.

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