Helen Merrill
among my souvenirs
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There's nothing left for me of days that used to be
There's just a memory among my souvenirs
Some letters tied in blue, a photograph or two
I see a rose from you among my souvenirs
A few more tokens rest within my treasure chest
And though they do their best to give me consolation
I count them all apart and as the teardrops start
I find a broken heart among my souvenirs
I count them all apart and as the teardrops start
I find a broken heart among my souvenirs
- Álbum:
- Miscellaneous
- The Artistry Of Helen Merrill
- Merrill at Midnight
- Essential Masters
- Dream of You
- 62 Masterpieces
- 50 Songs
- The Jazz Collection
- Jazz Classics Series: Merrill at Midnight
- Complete Helen Merrill on Mercury
- Harold Arlen Songbook: That Old Black Magic
- Blues in the Night: The Johnny Mercer Songbook
- Collaboration Gil Evans
- CABU Jazz Masters: Gil Evans - An Anthology by Cabu
- The Nearness of You
- Live At Nalen (with Jan Johansson)
- The Best of Helen Merrill
- Jazz Classics Series: Dream of You
- BD Music & Cabu Present Gil Evans
- BD Jazz: Helen Merrill