She sings so easily
She sings so sweetly
If you want to hear
The sound of beauty
Come and hear her sing

The smoke and the dimming lights
Her tones, ones you can't fight
She sings of life and love
So knowingly

Don't you hear the lady sing the blues for you?
She holds the memory of something new for you
Don't you hear the lady sing the blues for you?
She holds the memory of something true for you

Shades of melancholy
Drape on her like satin robes
Layer upon layer upon layer shed
Before all this we won't (?)

The sounds that end the piece
Dance upon my tongue
[incomprehensible]
That's how my song is sung