Solitude — текст песни (Billie Holiday)

Duke ellington / eddie delange / irving mills



In my solitude

You haunt me

With dreadful ease

Of days gone by



In my solitude

You taunt me

With memories

That never die



I sit in my chair

And filled with despair

Theres no one could be so sad

With gloom everywhere

I sit and I stare

I know that Ill soon go mad



In my solitude

Im afraid

Dear lord above

Send back my love