Lluna blava de gener.

Aquesta nit, -ja hi tornem a ser-, la lluna ha fet el ple.
De cop i en una sola batzegada. Ha estat un cop d'ull i ha aparegut aquí al bell mig davant com una màcula encegadora; grossa, grassa, llampant! la lluna blava que s'ha fet gran i m'ha engolit.
He pensat, a veure...
Billie Holiday, pseé!!




Blue moon you saw me standing alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own
Blue moon, you knew just what I was there for
You heard me saying a prayer for
Someone I really could care for
And then there suddenly appeared before me
The only one my arms will ever hold
I heard somebody whisper "Please adore me"
And when I looked, the moon had turned to gold!
Blue moon!
Now I'm no longer alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own
Compositors: Lorenz Hart / Richard Rodgers

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