Frank Sinatra - Deep In a Dream

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Deep In a Dream

I dim all the lights and I sink in my chair.
The smoke from my cigarette climbs through the air.
The walls of my room fade away in the blue,
And I'm deep in a dream of you.
 
The smoke makes a stairway for you to descend;
You come to my arms, may this bliss never end,
For we love a new just as we used to do
When I'm deep in a dream of you.
 
Then from the ceiling, sweet music comes stealing;
We glide through a lover's refrain, you're so appealing
That I'm soon revealing my love for you over again.
 
My cigarette burns me, I wake with a start;
My hand isn't hurt, but there's pain in my heart.
Awake or asleep, every memory I'll keep
Deep in a dream of you.
 
Publié par paolo77 le Ven, 30/10/2009 - 12:35
Commentaires
azucarinho    Ven, 06/12/2013 - 17:40

Second stanza: a new should be anew . . .

azucarinho    Dim, 27/04/2014 - 16:44

A translation into Dutch (see: Chet Balker)