Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Nora , by - Richard Shindell. Song from the album Courier, in the genre Американская музыкаRelease date: 11.02.2002
Record label: Signature Sounds
Song language: English
Nora |
| New York has been buried in snow since last Saturday |
| The papers said the storm had passed over you |
| Thank you for the play you wrote about Heloise |
| And her injury at the hand of an almighty memory |
| And I might have guessed you’d press |
| A rose in the pages |
| Where Abelard confesses |
| His love and his pain |
| To her lips |
| And Nora, it was no sin |
| They could turn the other cheek |
| And take it on the chin |
| But Nora, it was no sin |
| So Christmas was as blue for you as it was for me |
| All those angels trumpeting their ecstasy |
| Your husband has accepted the parish in Greenland |
| I met him drowning his vows at the bar |
| And there we raised |
| The first and the next |
| And a third glass to you |
| Hunched on our bar-stools |
| Calling our truce |
| By your name |
| And Nora, there is no sin |
| We can turn the other cheek |
| And take it on the chin |
| But Nora, there is no sin |
| Nora, there is no sin |
| Nora, there is no sin |