no ano que vem esta canção festejará noventa risonhas primaveras. escrita originalmente para um musical da broadway, muito depressa foi adoptada pelo mundo do jazz e tornou-se um lendário standard. gosto muita desta interpretação de miss ekdahl, em que a sua voz branca e quase sussurrada empresta ao magnífico arranjo para o trio de peter nordahl uma atmosfera de intimidade - e apetece beber chávenas de chá sem fim.
I'm
discontented
With
rooms that are rented
So
I have invented my own.
Darling,
this place
Is
a lover’s oasis
Where
life's weary chase is unknown
Far
from the crowd in the city
Where
flowers pretty caress the stream
Cozy
to hide in, to live side by side in,
Don't
let it apart in my dreams
Picture
me upon your knee
Just
tea for two
And
two for tea
Just
you for me
And
me for you alone
Nobody
near us
To see us or hear us
To see us or hear us
No
friends or relations
On
weekend ocasions
We
won't have it known, dear
That
we own a telephone
Day
will break and you awake
And
I will bake a sugar cake
For
you to take
For
all the boys to see
We
will raise a family
A
girl for you
And
a boy for me
Can't
you see how happy we would be
