Summertime

Sarà perchè ho voglia di estate e, d'accordo con Proust coi ricordi a catena, ho seguito l'associazione mentale di Summertime, Porgy and Bess e poi di Ella Fitzgerald.

E allora per condividere con chiunque visiti questo blogghetto, ci metto il testo della canzone
Summertime,
And the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin'
And the cotton is high

Your daddy's rich
And your mamma's good lookin'
So hush little baby
Don't you cry

One of these mornings
You're going to rise up singing
Then you'll spread your wings
And you'll take to the sky

But till that morning
There's a'nothing can harm you
With daddy and mamma standing by


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