This Is New - Baptiste Trotignon, Ira Gershwin, Kurt Weill

With you I used to roam through the pleasure dome of Kubla Khan

I held you tight, my love, in the gardens of old Babylon

I lost you through the centuries, I find you once again

And find myself the luckiest of men

This is new

I was merely existing!

This is new

And I’m living at last!

Head to toe

You’ve got me so

I’m spellbound!

I don’t know

If I am heaven- or hell-bound!

This is new

Is it Venus insisting

That I’m through

With the shadowy past?

I am hurled

Up to another world

Where life is bliss

And this

Is new!