Azalea

Azalea - Louis Armstrong (路易斯·阿姆斯特朗)/Duke Ellington & His Orchestra

It was such a fine spring day

Down Lou'siana way

With fragrance divine

And such magnificent regalia

Oh so fine

Azalea

Oh what a lovely sight

In red pink and white

Can't held but believe

That nothing evil can assail you

So naive

Azalea

You're at ease on the knees

Of the moss covered trees

Whose tops meet to make a high ceiling

In the church like pomp

Of the cypress swamp

I've yet to get that same strange feeling

I've got to go back there

And find that blossom fair

I always dream of

'Cause with you who could be a failure

My first love

Azalea

I've got to go back there

And find that blossom fair

I always dream of

'Cause with you who could be a failure

My first love

Azalea

My first love

Azalea