" Do you know what it means
to miss New Orleans,
and miss it each night and day...
Miss them moss-covered vines,
the tall sugar pines
where the mockin' birds used to sing..
And I'd like to see that lazy Mississippi
hurryin' into spring.
The moonlight on the bayou,
a creole tune that fills the air,
I dream about magnolias in bloom,
and I'm wishin' I was there...

Bourbon street

Garden district

pjesma nije moja, nazalost, ;)
but it fits my missing new orleans phase,
so, yeah...
Post je objavljen 19.01.2006. u 09:08 sati.