Moody Blues, Nights in White Satin
Was released in 1967 as part of the Moody Blues classic concept album Days of Future Passed.
Band member Justin Hayward wrote and composed the song at age 19 while touring in Belgium and titled the song after a girlfriend gave him a gift of satin bedsheets. The song itself was a tale of a yearning love from afar, which leads many aficionados to term it as a tale of unrequited love endured by Hayward.
Nights in white satin, never reaching the end,
Letters I’ve written, never meaning to send.
Beauty I’d always missed with these eyes before.
Just what the truth is, I can’t say anymore.
Cause I love you, yes I love you, oh how I love you.
Gazing at people, some hand in hand,
Just what I’m going through they can’t understand.
Some try to tell me, thoughts they cannot defend,
Just what you want to be, you will be in the end.
Lepis is hosting Saturday Classics, you can add your own link here Saturday Classics
On Her page she writes: This blog is back with hosting the Classics after few years break. This time we’ll be playing on Saturdays and you can link straight here on this own page. Rules: There are no rules, as long as the song you play is a classic in your mind. Linking open 8 am and closes 12 pm.

Ooh, illan viimeinen tämä ehdttomasti ❤ Hidasta, kaunista!
Näin se on. tämä tuli minulle mieleen kun piti kuva haastetta varten ottaa kuva, jossa on inspraationa lause jostain laulusta. Tästä pitäisi kehitää muutakin kuin tuo minkä olen joskus aiemmin tehnyt kirjeistä.
This song is the classic tale of unrequited love. Who hasn’t been there? I know that I have.
I think we all have :-), Thanks for commenting Thomas.
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Thanks for sharing this song . 🎵 let’s follow our sites. Anita and I am following your site.
You are welcome:-)
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MB on aina mennyt vähän ohi, näitä klassikkoja lukuunottamatta. mikä lie, ihan hyvää huttua;)
kiva että tunnistit hyvän hutun 🙂
Tämä on kanssa niitä biisejä joihin ei ikinä kyllästy!
näin on , vaikka harvoin tulee kuunneltua.