photo by marguerita:
Once upon a Time,in Tribeca,view from my window,when I had a home...........
Some day he'll come along,
The man I love
And he'll be big and strong,
The man I love
And when he comes my way
I'll do my best to make him stay.
He'll look at me and smile
I'll understand ;
And in a little while,
He'll take my hand ;
And though it seems absurd,
I know we both won't say a word
Maybe I shall meet him Sunday
Maybe Monday, maybe not ;
Still I'm sure to meet him one day
Maybe Tuesday will be my good news day
He'll build a little home
Just meant for two,
From which I'll never roam,
Who would - would you ?
And so all else above
I'm waiting for the man I love.
George Gershwin
Song: The Man I Love
Album: Gershwin Jazz 'Round Midnight
"Light will makes us fly,/ and we will see the sky, from above,/ everything will permeate us,/ everything will pass through us/ as if passing through something and nothing,/.../will move us so rapidly/that we will become invisible and 000000000"Gunther Uecker
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