Lyrics: Caronte 2025 Youtube: Inoxidables Podcast Podcast: go.ivoox.com/sq/2330386 Met her on a Tuesday, South Chicago night, Her voice like velvet, her smile just right. I asked for her name, she said, "Call me Blue," By the end of the evening, I was lost in the hue. She sang with a fire, set my soul ablaze, Each note she played pulled me deeper in her haze. Bought her a drink, just to steal some time, We danced through the shadows, her hand in mine. Where did you go, my blues serenade? The night felt so real, but now it starts to fade. Whiskey or magic, I can’t be sure, But I'm haunted by her voice, I need to hear more. Next morning I woke, her scent in the air, But her side of the bed was cold and bare. Ran down to the club, asked the man at the bar, He just shook his head, said, "You’ve gone too far." "No singer like that has ever played here, You’ve had too much bourbon, or too much fear." But I swear she was real, her touch, her sound, I’ve been chasing her shadow all over town. Every club in the city, I’ve searched and I’ve roamed, Her melody lingers, but I’m always alone. Some say I’m crazy, that I’ve lost my way, But the echo of her song keeps calling me to stay. Maybe she was a dream, or a ghost of the past, A fleeting love song, too good to last. But I’ll keep on searching, through the smoke and the night, For the blues angel who set my soul alight. Where did you go, my blues serenade? The night felt so real… but now it starts to fade.
