Слова:
Hancock Herbie Solitude

In my solitude You haunt me With dreadful ease Of days gone by In my solitude You taunt me With memories That never die I sit in my chair And filled

[Originally by Duke Ellington] In my solitude you haunt me With reveries of days gone by In my solitude you taunt me With memories that never die I

[Originally by Duke Ellington] In my solitude you haunt me With reveries of days gone by In my solitude you taunt me With memories that never die I