BELLA DONNA (© Words and Music by Paul F. Cowlan )

A face glimpsed in the audience at a concert in Eutin, north Germany. As Baudelaire says. ‘Fugitive beauté ..... Ô toi que j’eusse aimée, ô toi qui le savais!’ (You whom I should have loved - and who felt it to be so!)


Bella Donna can I read it in your eyes?
If I am mistaken then I apologise.
A man can get it wrong however hard he tries.
Have I misunderstood you Bella Donna?

The rainy streets are empty, the moon is cold and bright,
to leave without a word would surely not be right,
and even though I have to go when morning comes in sight
may I stay with you tonight Bella Donna?

You’ve hardly moved the whole night long,
listening so carefully to the words of every song,
and if there’s a god in heaven then I surely can’t be wrong.
What are you thinking Bella Donna?

To wake with you beside me and watch you while you sleep,
your body close and warm and your breathing low and deep;
the memories of love are the memories to keep
through a hundred lonely mornings Bella Donna.

Bella Donna can I read it in your eyes?
If I am mistaken then I apologise.
A man can get it wrong however hard he tries.
Have I misunderstood you Bella Donna?

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