"Jazz is about happiness. Old happiness made into new happiness." Charles Simic
Nat King Cole, In Other Words: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gp0Pe0fFMXk
Poets often use many words
To say a simple thing.
It takes thought and time amd rhyme
To make a poem sing.
With music and words I've been playing
For you I have written a song.
To be sure that you'll know what I'm saying,
I'll translate as I go along...
Fly me to the moon,
And let me play among the stars.
Let me see what spring is like
On jupiter and mars.
In other words,
Hold my hand.
In other words,
Darling, kiss me......
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