Clouds (adapted From nuages) - Manhattan Transfer

See the white and fluffy clouds

Adore the sun

As he shines his light

On each and every one

Still those clouds can hide his light

Till the day becomes like night

So my light heart would darken too

If I ever lost you

As the clouds begin to shed

Their tears of rain

So my aching heart would

Shed its tears of pain

Till that happy moment when

Darkened clouds roll by and then

White and fluffy clouds

Adore the sun once again

When I was young

I'd long to touch a cloud

On my back on a bed of green

I'd contemplate the cloud scene

They would form themselves into a lot o' different kinds o' pictures

Of the kind that pre existed in my mind

Paintin' the kind o' scene

That I never saw on a wide screen

Look Ain't that Moses on the mount

There Monte Christo an' a gallant count

Four white horses and a coach

Proceeding madly to approach

The sunlit castle of his majesty the king

Isn't that a flying saucer

And a pilgrim out of Chaucer going by

They're all right there in a cloud

Standing tall and proud

How thrilling to see

A panorama that will never end

Like the movies do

Cause they're yours alone

An' under your direction

How'd y'like the movie

That was showin' t'day

An' what a cast

An' not only the casting

But a story full of glory everlasting

The errant fluffy clouds

Doing everything they have always done

Like adore the sun

Come out an' do their thing again

Stephane GrappelliStochelo Rosenberg Solo

See the white fluffy clouds adore the sun

As he shines his light on each and every one

White and fluffy clouds adore the sun

Once again