Duke Ellington - The Duke S Men : Small Groups, Vol.2 [compilation] (1993) by Duke Ellington (보컬) on maniadb.com

I let a song go out of my heart
It was the sweetest melody
I know I lost heaven 'cause you were the songSince you and I have drifted apart
Life doesn't mean a thing to me
Please come back, sweet music, I know I was wrongAm I too late to make amends?
You know that we were meant to be more than just friends, just friendsI let a song go out of my heart
Believe me, darlin', when I say
I won't know sweet music until you return some dayI let a song go out of my heart
Believe me, darlin', when I say
I won't know sweet music until you return some day

I am LOST IN MEDITATION
And my reverie
Brings you back to me
For in my imagination
Love has lingered on
As though you'd never gone.
This is just a dream that cannot last
When the magic of this mood has passed.
So I sit in meditation
Trying to pretend this mood will never end.
I am LOST IN MEDITATION
And my reverie
Brings you back to me
For in my imagination
Love has lingered on
As though you'd never gone.
This is just a dream that cannot last
When the magic of this mood has passed.
So I sit in meditation
Trying to pretend this mood will never end.

If you hear a song in blue
like a flower crying for dew
That was my heart serenading you
MY PRELUDE TO A KISS
If you hear a song that grows
from my tender sentimental woes
That was my heart trying to compose
A PRELUDE TO A KISS
Though it's just a simple melody
with nothing fancy, nothing much
You could turn it to a symphony -
a Schubert tune with a Gershwin touch
Oh! How my love song gently cries
for the tenderness within your eyes
My love is a prelude that never dies
A PRELUDE TO A KISS.
If you hear a song in blue
like a flower crying for dew
That was my heart serenading you
MY PRELUDE TO A KISS
If you hear a song that grows
from my tender sentimental woes
That was my heart trying to compose
A PRELUDE TO A KISS
Though it's just a simple melody
with nothing fancy, nothing much
You could turn it to a symphony -
a Schubert tune with a Gershwin touch
Oh! How my love song gently cries
for the tenderness within your eyes
My love is a prelude that never dies
A PRELUDE TO A KISS.