Thank you, Ve!
For finally I can’t help but being succumbed to one of your indulgences in writing one whole songlyric as a main posting.
But then, every song has its own emotional correspondence to whomever give their utmost in absorbing the core of the song’s soul.
To me, the song presented below strikes my nerves greatly as it gave a much-needed companion the air of my … ecstasy.
Of course, Johnny Mercer and his words contribute fine examples in defining the arts of frankness and blatant melancholy composed in melodious harmony.
(And how songs these days fail in meeting up the standard! Eko my walking music-encyclopedia,I’m sure that you jump out in joy when you read this!)
To you my dear readers, this song may be a mere nothing like a particle of dust in the air.
To me my dear readers, this song may be a mere song, had it not been listened last night, when the wind cried its humdrum voice over the breeze.
Ladies and Gentlemen, from the motion picture soundtrack of Midnight In The Garden of Good and Evil, here’s k.d. lang belting out her rendition of Skylark.
Skylark, have you anything to say to me?
Won’t you tell me where my love can be?
Is there a meadow in the mist
Where someone’s waiting to be kissed?
Skylark, have you seen a valley green with spring
Where my heart can go a journeying
Over the shadows and the rain
To a blossom covered lane?
And in your lonely flight
Haven’t you heard the music in the night,
Wonderful music,
Faint as a will o’ the wisp, crazy as a loon,
Sad as a gypsy serenading the moon.
Oh, skylark, I don’t know if you can find these things
But my heart is riding on your wings
So if you see them anywhere
Won’t you lead me there?
Oh, skylark, I don’t know if you can find these things
But my heart is riding on your wings
So if you see them anywhere
Won’t you lead me there?
(antara tangga-tangga depan rumah auntie kaypoh,
antara 10 dan 11,
antara tengah malam dan jelang pagi,
antara chicken rice dan Woody Allen,
antara nama kantor berita Indonesia bukan sih?)
— to you, T. —
For finally I can’t help but being succumbed to one of your indulgences in writing one whole songlyric as a main posting.
But then, every song has its own emotional correspondence to whomever give their utmost in absorbing the core of the song’s soul.
To me, the song presented below strikes my nerves greatly as it gave a much-needed companion the air of my … ecstasy.
Of course, Johnny Mercer and his words contribute fine examples in defining the arts of frankness and blatant melancholy composed in melodious harmony.
(And how songs these days fail in meeting up the standard! Eko my walking music-encyclopedia,I’m sure that you jump out in joy when you read this!)
To you my dear readers, this song may be a mere nothing like a particle of dust in the air.
To me my dear readers, this song may be a mere song, had it not been listened last night, when the wind cried its humdrum voice over the breeze.
Ladies and Gentlemen, from the motion picture soundtrack of Midnight In The Garden of Good and Evil, here’s k.d. lang belting out her rendition of Skylark.
Skylark, have you anything to say to me?
Won’t you tell me where my love can be?
Is there a meadow in the mist
Where someone’s waiting to be kissed?
Skylark, have you seen a valley green with spring
Where my heart can go a journeying
Over the shadows and the rain
To a blossom covered lane?
And in your lonely flight
Haven’t you heard the music in the night,
Wonderful music,
Faint as a will o’ the wisp, crazy as a loon,
Sad as a gypsy serenading the moon.
Oh, skylark, I don’t know if you can find these things
But my heart is riding on your wings
So if you see them anywhere
Won’t you lead me there?
Oh, skylark, I don’t know if you can find these things
But my heart is riding on your wings
So if you see them anywhere
Won’t you lead me there?
(antara tangga-tangga depan rumah auntie kaypoh,
antara 10 dan 11,
antara tengah malam dan jelang pagi,
antara chicken rice dan Woody Allen,
antara nama kantor berita Indonesia bukan sih?)
— to you, T. —
Nauval Yazid & His Words. 
Scotty
02/18/2013 at 2:37 pm
This is really the 2nd blog post, of urs I actually read
through. Nevertheless I personally love this particular
1, “Skylark Nauval Yazid & His Words.” the best.
All the best ,Muriel