She sings so easily   She sings so sweetly   If you want to hear    The sound of beauty   Come and hear her sing      The smoke and the dimming lights   Her tones, ones you can't fight   She sings of life and love   So knowingly      Don't you hear the lady sing the blues for you?   She holds the memory of something new for you   Don't you hear the lady sing the blues for you?   She holds the memory of something true for you      Shades of melancholy   Drape on her like satin robes   Layer upon layer upon layer shed   Before all this we won't (?)      The sounds that end the piece   Dance upon my tongue   [incomprehensible]   That's how my song is sung