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BLACK NIGHT IS FALLING (C. Brown)
Black night
Is falling
Oh, I hate to be alone
I keep crying
For my baby
Another night
Is gone, is gone.
Have mercy on my soul.
I don’t know I’m living
Since my baby been gone
Brother is in Korea
Sister is in New Orleans.
Black night
Is falling
Oh, I hate to be alone
I keep crying
For my baby
Another night
Is gone.
Mother dead and gone
And my father, too
Walking ‘round the circles
I don’t know what to do.
Black night
Is falling
Oh, I hate being alone
I keep crying, crying
For my baby
Another night
Is gone
Yes, it is.
I wished I had
I wished I had
My mother here
She could talk, talk to me
I know she’s gone, she’s gone
I’ve been disguised
I got nobody
Sittin’ here
Talk to me.
Black night, black night
Keeps falling
You know I hate to be alone.
I keep crying
For my baby
Another night, another night
Is gone.
I don’t know I’m living
Since my baby been gone
Walking ‘round the circles
I don’t know what to do.
Black night
Is falling
Oh, I hate
Being alone
I keep crying
For my baby
Another night is gone.
Black night
Is falling
Oh, I hate to be alone
I keep crying
For my baby
Another night
Is gone, is gone.
Have mercy on my soul.
I don’t know I’m living
Since my baby been gone
Brother is in Korea
Sister is in New Orleans.
Black night
Is falling
Oh, I hate to be alone
I keep crying
For my baby
Another night
Is gone.
Mother dead and gone
And my father, too
Walking ‘round the circles
I don’t know what to do.
Black night
Is falling
Oh, I hate being alone
I keep crying, crying
For my baby
Another night
Is gone
Yes, it is.
I wished I had
I wished I had
My mother here
She could talk, talk to me
I know she’s gone, she’s gone
I’ve been disguised
I got nobody
Sittin’ here
Talk to me.
Black night, black night
Keeps falling
You know I hate to be alone.
I keep crying
For my baby
Another night, another night
Is gone.
I don’t know I’m living
Since my baby been gone
Walking ‘round the circles
I don’t know what to do.
Black night
Is falling
Oh, I hate
Being alone
I keep crying
For my baby
Another night is gone.
1 commento:
E' strano come sia proprio la notte a mettere a nudo le nostre vulnerabilità, la stessa notte che nasconde, che occulta..
Forse perchè di notte rimaniamo da soli, e il noi stessi che di giorno si nasconde a causa di tutta la confusione che c'è, esce e cerca di farsi sentire con prepotenza..
Ma la notte esiste perchè anche il sole ha bisogno di una sosta..
E solo di notte puoi contare le stelle, anche se sei circondato dall'oscurità più fitta.
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