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moody blues - nights in white satin (slow) 1967 @@ (1967)

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Nights in white satin, never reaching the end,
Letters I've written, never meaning to send
Cause I love you, yes I love you



Nights in White Satin (Nuits dans [des draps de] satin blanc) est une chanson du groupe de rock progressif The Moody Blues sortie le 10 novembre 1967 sur l'album Days of Future Passed.
Elle apparaît dans de nombreux films, tels que Casino de Martin Scorsese, Il était une fois le Bronx de Robert de Niro, L'Apollonide de Bertrand Bonello, Dark Shadows de Tim Burton, Halloween de Rob Zombie ou encore Good Morning England de Richard Curtis.

Nights in white satin, never reaching the end,
Letters I've written, never meaning to send.
Beauty I'd always missed with these eyes before.
Just what the truth is, I can't say anymore.

Cause I love you, yes I love you, oh how I love you.

Gazing at people, some hand in hand,
Just what I'm going through they can't understand.
Some try to tell me, thoughts they cannot defend,
Just what you want to be, you will be in the end.

And I love you, yes I love you,
Oh how I love you, oh how I love you.

Nights in white satin, never reaching the end,
Letters I've written, never meaning to send.
Beauty I've always missed, with these eyes before.
Just what the truth is, I can't say anymore.

Cause I love you, yes I love you,
Oh how I love you, oh how I love you.
Cause I love you, yes I love you,
Oh how I love you, oh how I love you.

Breath deep
The gathering gloom
Watch lights fade
From every room
Bedsitter people
Look back and lament
Another day's useless
Energy spent

Impassioned lovers
Wrestle as one
Lonely man cries for love
And has none
New mother picks up
And suckles her son
Senior citizens
Wish they were young

Cold hearted orb
That rules the night
Removes the colours
From our sight
Red is gray and
Yellow white
But we decide
Which is right
And
Which is an Illusion