Steve Winwood – Valerie

Valerie est une vraie personne dont l’identité ne pouvait être révélée… Elle était quasiment au sommet du monde dans sa profession, et s’est laissée aller… Cette chanson lui rend hommage.

So wild, standing there, with her hands in her hair

I can’t help remember just where she touched me

There’s still no face here in her place

So cool, she was like jazz on a summer’s day

Music, high and sweet, then she just blew away

Now she can’t be that warm with the wind in her arms


Valerie, call on me-call on me, Valerie

Come and see me-I’m the same boy I used to be


Love songs fill the night, but they don’t tell it all

Not how lovers cry out just like they’re dying

Her cries hang there in time somewhere

Someday, some good wind may blow her back to me

Some night I may hear her like she used to be

No it can’t be that warm with the wind in her arms


So cool, she was like jazz on a summer’s day

Music, high and sweet, then she just blew away

Don’t tell me you’re warm with the wind in your arms