Текст песни mw — ятл
San Francisco
morning coming clear and cold
Dont know if Im waking or Im dreaming
Riding with Fats Waller on the Super Chief
He said, musics real, the rest is seeming
Oh, deep pain,
Feeling that wont go away
Theres the sound of his soul in the air
I can hear it up there
And I know he left those soul shadows
On my mind, on my mind, on my mind
Soul shadows on my mind
On my mind, on my mind
Soul shadows on my mind
On my mind, on my mind
Standing by the window as a fog rolls in
I swear I can hear a far-off music
Jelly Roll is playing down in Storyville
And Satchmo is wailing in Chicago
You ought to heard em play
Feelings that wont go away
Left the sound of their souls in the air
I hear out there and I know
They left them soul shadows all on my mind
On my mind, on my mind
They left them soul shadows all on my mind
On my mind, on my mind
They left soul shadows on my mind
They left them shadows on my mind
They left them soul shadows on my mind
morning coming clear and cold
Dont know if Im waking or Im dreaming
Riding with Fats Waller on the Super Chief
He said, musics real, the rest is seeming
Oh, deep pain,
Feeling that wont go away
Theres the sound of his soul in the air
I can hear it up there
And I know he left those soul shadows
On my mind, on my mind, on my mind
Soul shadows on my mind
On my mind, on my mind
Soul shadows on my mind
On my mind, on my mind
Standing by the window as a fog rolls in
I swear I can hear a far-off music
Jelly Roll is playing down in Storyville
And Satchmo is wailing in Chicago
You ought to heard em play
Feelings that wont go away
Left the sound of their souls in the air
I hear out there and I know
They left them soul shadows all on my mind
On my mind, on my mind
They left them soul shadows all on my mind
On my mind, on my mind
They left soul shadows on my mind
They left them shadows on my mind
They left them soul shadows on my mind
Текст добавил: Андрей Курышев
Краткое описание
Песня «Soul Shadows» описывает утро в Сан-Франциско, когда автор не уверен, просыпается ли он или все еще спит. В песне утверждается, что музыка — это настоящее, в то время как все остальное кажется. Автор вспоминает моменты, когда слышал выдающихся музыкантов, таких как Fats Waller, Jelly Roll и Louis Armstrong, и утверждает, что их музыка оставила «душевные тени» на его уме, которые не исчезают. Эта песня отражает влияние великих джазовых музыкантов на автора и их долгосрочный след в его душе и воспоминаниях.