A Foggy Day - Fred Astaire, Джордж Гершвин

A foggy day in London town

Had me low and had me down

I viewed the morning with alarm

The British Museum had lost its charm

How long I wondered

could this thing last

But the age of miracles hadn’t past

For suddenly I saw you there

And through foggy London town

The sun was shining everywhere

And through foggy London town

The sun was shining everywhere