gece veya sabah değil de, akşamüstü hava kararmaya başlamadan (sıcak bir hava, yaz olabilir), gökyüzünde güneş henüz parlarken bir sigara eşliğinde, çok fazla düşünerek dinlendiğinde etkisini tam olarak gösteren müthiş the moody blues parçası.
nights in white satin,
never reaching the end,
letters i’ve written,
never meaning to send.
beauty i’d always missed
with these eyes before,
just what the truth is
i can’t say anymore.
cause i love you,
yes, i love you,
oh, how, i love you.
gazing at people,
some hand in hand,
just what i’m going thru
they can understand.
some try to tell me
thoughts they cannot defend,
just what you want to be
you will be in the end,
and i love you,
yes, i love you,
oh, how, i love you.
oh, how, i love you.
nights in white satin,
never reaching the end,
letters i’ve written,
never meaning to send.
beauty i’d always missed
with these eyes before,
just what the truth is
i can’t say anymore.
cause i love you,
yes, i love you,
oh, how, i love you.
oh, how, i love you.
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