Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Natasha




Come taste the wine,
Come hear the band.
Come blow your horn, start celebrating;
Right this way, your table's waiting


No use permitting some prophet of doom
To wipe every smile away.
Life is a Cabaret, old chum,
Come to the Cabaret!


Start by admitting from cradle to tomb
Isn't that long a stay.
Life is a Cabaret, old chum,
Only a Cabaret, old chum,
And I love a Cabaret!

1 comment:

the Redhead said...

Tears. This has made me so sad, unusually sad. Look at her happy face. Now her family will have to make up new memories without her.

Perfect caption for Natasha!