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INTERPRÉTATION
Samara Joy
Chant
Luther Allison
Piano
Mike Migliore
Basse
Evan Sherman
Batterie
David Mason
Saxophone alto
Kendric McCallister
Saxophone ténor
Jason Charos
Trompette
Donavan Austin
Trombone
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Billy Strayhorn
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Samara Joy
Production
Ryan Streber
Ingénierie de prise de son
Christopher Allen
Ingénierie de mixage
Matt Pierson
Co‑production
Paroles
I used to visit all the very gay places
Those come-what-may places
Where one relaxes on the axis of the wheel of life
To get the feel of life
From jazz and cocktails
The girls I knew had sad and sullen gray faces
With distingué traces
That used to be there, you could see where they'd been washed away
By too many through the day
12 o'clock tales
Then you came along with your siren song
To tempt me to madness
I thought for a while that your poignant smile
Was tinged with the sadness
Of a great love for me
Ah, yes, I was wrong
Again, I was wrong
Life is lonely again
And only last year
Everything seemed so sure
Now life is awful again
A troughful of hearts
Could only be a bore
A week in Paris would ease the bite of it
All I care is to smile in spite of it
I'll forget you, I will
While yet you are still
Burning inside my brain
Romance is mush
Stifling those who strive
I'll live a lush life
In some small dive
And there I'll be
While I rot with the rest
Of those whose lives are lonely, too
Writer(s): Billy Strayhorn
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