"Its not the pale moon that excites me
that thrills and delights me,
oh no
its just the nearness of you
It isn’t your sweet conversation
that brings this sensation,
oh no
its just the nearness of you
When you’re in my arms
and I feel you so close to me,
all my wildest dreams
came true
I need no soft lights to enchant me,
if you’ll only grant me
the right
to hold you ever so tight
and to feel in the night,
the nearness of you."
Norah Jones – (The nearness of you)
Aquesta preciosa cançó, tendre i suau, no para de rondar-me pel cap últimament. L’escric per treure-me-la de dins, per veure-la des de fora i pensar per què m’acompanya.
A veure… com fa?
"Its not the pale moon that excites me…"
Mmmm… De la lluna sovint en parlo; però d’excitació, d’excitació encara no ho he fet mai…. Què m’excita? Mmmm …Hi he de pensar.
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