At Last by Etta James


At Last
My love has come along
My lonely days are over
And life is like a song
Oh yeah yeah
At last

The skies above are blue
My heart was wrapped up in clover
The night I looked at you

I found a dream, that I could speak to
A dream that I can call my own
I found a thrill to press my cheek to
A thrill that I have never known

Oh yeah yeah
You smiled, you smiled
Oh and then the spell was cast
And here we are in heaven
for you are mine…

At Last


Del cabello mas sutil by Fernando Obradors (1897 -1945)


Translation from Spanish
Of the hair most delicate
Of the hair most delicate
That you have in your braids,
I have to make a chain To bring you to my side.
A jug in your house, Darling,
I would like to be To kiss you on the mouth When you went to drink. Ah!


Going to Heaven! (Poems of Emily Dickinson)
by Aaron Copland (1900 – 1990)


Going to heaven
I don’t know when,
Pray do not ask me how,
Indeed, I’m too astonished
To think of answering you!

Going to heaven
How dim it sounds
And yet it will be done
As sure as flocks go home at night
Unto the shepherd’s arm!
Perhaps you’re going too!

Who knows?
If you should get there first,
Save just a little place for me
Close to the two I lost!
The smallest “robe” will fit me,
And just a bit of “crown”;
For you know we do not mind our dress when we are going home.

I’m glad I don’t believe it,
For it would stop my breath,
And I’d like to look a little more
At such a curious earth!
I am glad they did believe it
Whom I have never found
Since the mighty autumn afternoon
I left them in the ground.