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Nat King Cole

Poinciana (Song Of The Tree)

 

Poinciana (Song Of The Tree)

(альбом: The Touch Of Your Lips - 1961)


Blow...tropic wind...
Sing a song...through the trees

Trees...sigh to me...
Soon my love...I will see

Poinciana
Your branches speak to me of love
Pale moon is casting shadows from above

Poinciana
Somehow I feel the jungle beat
Within me, there grows a rhythmic, savage
Beat

Love is everywhere, its magic perfume fills the air
To and fro, you sway, my heart's in time
I've learned to care

Poinciana
Though skies may turn from blue to gray
My love will live for ever and a day

Blow....tropic wind
Sing a song through the trees
Trees...sigh to me
Soon my love... I will see

Poinciana...

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