Een van mijn fasinaties is dus stoelen en banken, ik hoop ooit nog een keer een bundel met flarden uit te geven met alleen maar flarden over banken en stoelen waar dan ook... vandaar dit blogje over stoelen en banken in jordanie die ik daar op de foto heb vastgelegd
ze zijn gewoon prachtig om te zien en daarbij een prachtig lied ooit gezongen door Ella Fitzgerald
A House Is Not a Home
A chair is still a chair
Even when there's no one sitting there
But a chair is not a house
And a house is not a home
When there's no one there to hold you tight
And no one there you can kiss good night
When there's no one there to hold you tight
And no one there you can kiss good night
A room is still a room
Even when there's nothing there but groom
But a room is not a house
And a house is not a home
When the two of us are far apart
And one of us has a broken heart
Now and then I call your name
And suddenly your face appears
But it's just a crazy game
When it ends it ends in tears
Darling have a heart
Don't let one mistake keep us apart
I'm not meant to live alone
Turn this house into a home
When I climb the stairs and turn the key
Oh please be there still in love with me
Darling have a heart
Don't let one mistake keep us apart
I'm not meant to live alone
Turn this house into a home
When I climb the stairs and turn the key
Oh please be there still in love with me
Don't let one mistake keep us apart
I'm not meant to live alone
Turn this house into a home
When I climb the stairs and turn the key
Oh please be there still in love with me
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