It was that sharp interior of a studio,
when Jack and Jane met on a summer night,
two singers united in a musical
delirium composition in a midnight tale,
they saw the love pouring with magic tones,
they saw it protruding from their souls,
as cats surround their pray in silence,
it was a ginger tale with lavish jazz music in New York,
a ginger mystery kept deep in a woman's soul.