Blue Moon - Lorenz Hart, Richard Rodgers 
    Blue moon you saw me standing alone
    Without a dream in my heart
    Without a love of my own.

    Blue moon you knew just what I was there for
    You heard me saying a prayer for
    Someone I really could care for.

    Then suddenly there appeared before me
    The only one my arms could ever hold
    I heard someone whisper`, ``Please adore me''
    And when I looked my moon had turned to gold.

    Blue moon now I am no longer alone
    Without a dream in may heart
    Without a love of my own
    Without a love of my own.
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    Marco Giunco
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