I Went to Heaven
Carla Bruni
I went to heaven - 'Twas a small town Lit with a ruby Lathed with down. Stiller than the fields At the full dew Beautiful as pictures No man drew. No-o man dre-e-w People like the moth Of mechlin frames Duties of gossamer And eider names. Almost contented I-I cooould be 'Mong such unique Society society-y-y.