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September Song - Henri Crolla



     
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Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December
But the days grow short when you reach September
When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame
One hasn't got time for the waiting gameOh, the days dwindle down to a precious few
September, November
And these few precious days I'll spend with you
These precious days I'll spend with you

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Henri Crolla (born Enrico Crolla; 26 February 1920 – 17 October 1960) was a French jazz guitarist. Born in Naples, Campania, Italy, to a family of itinerant Neapolitan musicians, he moved with his family to Porte de Choisy in France in 1922 following the rise of fascism in Italy. One of his neighbors was a young Django Reinhardt, with whose family he became close. He died in Paris.

Read more about Henri Crolla on Last.fm.


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