Can I play you a little tune on my uke? It’s far from perfect, but I’m working on it. And yeah, I can sing it in French, too, but it’s even sadder. Two lines, badly translated by me: “What’s left of the love letters, of the April rendezvous? A souvenir that follows me, ceaselessly…”
I’d sure love to play this with a trombone and/or fiddle player.
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Excellent version, Pam. Nice work.
Wow, fine praise from the master! Thanks!