Our Man in Europe, dave Delacroix.... Empty Ring.
dedicato. For IZ. A Chanson....a la Francois Villion.
I don-t know what I done
I don-t know if I should,
I don-t know if I should kiss U.
I don-t know how it feels
cutting FILM on a floor,
a Celluloid-memory-stew.
I don-t know how We-d ACT
if it all came back,
a haunting of Yester-year!
I don-t know how we-d SWING
put a Diamond in your ring,
I don-t know
just how I-d feel Blue.
I just got a payin job
a singer in a band,
when I Sing, when I sing
there-s U.
An TIME, always furtive
gathers up Our rhyme
and curdles
our Tomorrow. Go figure!
There ain-t Nothing I don-t KNOW
Ous sans les neige d-antan,
a Poet and his pen, ADIEU.
I don-t KNOW how We-d Swing,
but Tomorrow....has an empty ring
whilst YESTERDAY sings so True!
Come walk with Me a-ways
we-ll find a Love that sways
and point Me to Tomorrow-s horizon!
c2019, davedelacroix….vicola la marca, Sciacca-sicily.
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