Duke Ellington Chelsea Bridge ^минус

Once again I go to Chelsea Bridge
A place that calls to me
Where I found my lover

In the solitude of misty nights
When fog dissects the sea
Looking for my lover

In the early days of spring
When love was young and we were children
Dancing through the clouds up on high
But the lights of srping turned to winter
Love grew old and began its last goodbye

In my loneliness I wait and pray
My love will come to me
Back to Chelsea Bridge