I'm wild again/Beguiled again/A whimpering, simpering child again/Bewitched, bothered and bewildered - am II couldn't sleep/And wouldn't sleep/When love came and told me I shouldn't sleepBewitched, bothered and bewildered - am II lost my heart/But what of it?/He is cold I agree/He can laugh, but I love itAlthough the laugh's on meI'll sing to him/Each spring to him/And long for the day when I'll cling to himBewitched, bothered and bewildered - am II lost my heart/But what of it?/He is cold I agree/He can laugh, but I love it/Although the laugh's on me/I'll sing to him/Each spring to him/And long for the day when I'll cling to him/Bewitched, bothered and bewildered - am I
Dicevamo...
Eh sì...Silje con la sua bellisima voce sembra confermare la teoria...non ci si stanca, lungo il viaggio. Persino con il timore di essere disillusi, se il vento non è contrastato dietro le spalle. Rinascita. Io considero dramatherapy "..as a love journey through our hopes...making them true".
Foto: Silje Neergard
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