Um tema trasncendente de Abbey Lincoln, numa versão de um dos seus álbuns dos anos 90, já com mais de 70 anos, este com com Pat Metheny ("A Turtle's Dream"). Tive a sorte de a ver ao vivo em Varsóvia, no festival anual de Jazz, no Palac Kultury i Nauky, em 2002, uma presença magnética e uma voz burilada pela vida. Ouvindo interpretações destas, fluindo como uma corrente, pergunto-me porque perco tempo no pop rock da vida...
I think about the life I live
A figure made of clay
And think about the things I lost
The things I gave away
And when I'm in a certain mood
I search the house and look
One night I found these magic words
In a magic book
Throw it away
Throw it away
Give your love, live your life
Each and every day
And keep your hand wide open
Let the sun shine through
'Cause you can never lose a thing
If it belongs to you
There's a hand to rock the cradle
And a hand to help us stand
With a gentle kind of motion
As it moves across the land
And the hand's unclenched and open
Gifts of life and love it brings
So keep your hand wide open
If you're needing anything
Throw it away
Throw it away
Give your love, live your life
Each and every day
And keep your hand wide open
Let the sun shine through
'Cause you can never lose a thing
If it belongs to you
Throw it away
Throw it away
Give your love, live your life
Each and every day
And keep your hand wide open
Let the sun shine through
'Cause you can never lose a thing
If it belongs to you
'Cause you can never lose a thing
If it belongs to you
You can never ever lose a thing
If it belongs to you
You can never ever lose a thing
If it belongs to you
You can never ever lose a thing
If it belongs to you
Songwriters
ABBEY LINCOLN
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