Tender is the night

Tender is the night
So tender is the night
There's no one in the world
Except the two of us

Should tomorrow
Find us disenchanted
We have shared a love
That few have known

Summers by the sea
A sailboat in Capri
These memories shall be
Our very own

Even though our dreams may vanish
With the morning light
We loved once in splendour
How tender, how tender the night

(Orchestral Break)

Even though our dreams may vanish
With the morning light
We loved once in splendour
How tender, how tender the night



(Transcribed by Mel Priddle - January 2004)




O que mais apreciei neste romance de Fitzgerald
foi a arguta e rigorosa observação da progressão
de um processo insidioso de desamor, culminando
no acto final, cirúrgico e irreversível de divórcio!

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Tony Bennett, It Had To Be You

It had to be you
It had to be you
I wandered around
And finally found
Somebody who
Could make me be true
Could make me be blue.
Or even be glad
Just to be sad
Thinking of you.

Some others I've seen,
Might never mean.
Might never be cross,
Or try to be boss,
But they wouldn't do.
For nobody else gave me a thrill,
With all your faults I love you still.
It had to be you, wonderful you,
It had to be you.