I Concentrate On You — текст песни (Abbey Lincoln)

Whenever skies look grey to me,
And trouble begins to brew,
Whenever the winter winds become too strong,
I concentrate on you.
When fortune cries nay, nay to me,
And people declare you`re through,
Whenever the blues become my only song,
I concentrate on you.
On your smile so sweet, so tender,
When at first my kiss you declined, (your kiss I declined)
On the light in your eyes when you surrender, (I surrender)
And once again our hearts intertwine.
And so when wise men say to me
That love`s young dream never comes true;
To prove that even wise men can be wrong,
I concentrate you.
words & music: Cole Porter
copyright: 1939
source: CD D 207203-1 The Mercury Songbook
100 Jazz Vocal Classics disk #1
transcribed: Dilly