Перевод песни Stan Kenton and His Orchestra – I Concentrate On You
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Whenever skies look grey to me And trouble begins to brew, Whenever the Winter winds become too strong, I concentrate on you. When fortune cries «Nay! Nay!"to me And people declare «You're through!», Whenever the blues become my only song, I concentrate on you. On your smile so sweet, so tender, When at first your kiss I decline. On the light in your eyes when I surrender, And once again our arms intertwine; And so, when wise men say to me That love's young dream never comes true, To prove that even wise men can be wrong, I concentrate on you.