More songs by Michael Bublé
Description
Engineer: Alejandro Rodriquez
Technician: Alex Gibson
Technician: Anthony Kilhoffer
Arranger: Bill Holman
Bass Guitar: Brian Bromberg
Guitar: Brian Green
Engineer, Technician: Christian Robles
Production Co- Ordinator: Courtney Blooding
Technician: Courtney Blooding
Drums: Dave Tull
Producer: David Foster
Contractor: Debbi Datz-Pyle
Technician: Dominic Gonzales
Mixing Engineer: Humberto Gatica
Unknown: Humberto Gatica
Producer: Humberto Gatica
Technician: Jason Carson
Technician: Jason Larian
Programmer: Jochem van der Saag
Engineer: Joe Wohlmuth
Engineer: Jorge Vivo
Contractor: Jules Chaikin
Production Co- Ordinator: Kathy Frangetis
Technician: Mark Valentine
Engineer, Programmer: Neil Devor
Technician: Norm Dlugatch
Technician: Patrick Spain
Technician: Paul Wertheimer
Percussion: Rafael Padilla
Piano: Randy Waldman
Contractor: Ray Brown
Technician: Rich Toenes
Mastering Engineer: Vlado Meller
Technician: Wade Childers
Writer: George Gershwin
Writer: Ira Gershwin
Lyrics and translation
Original
A foggy day in London Town
Had me low and had me down
I viewed the morning with such alarm
The British Museum had lost its charm
How long, I wondered, could this thing last?
But the age of miracles hadn't passed
For, suddenly, I saw you there
And through foggy London Town
The sun was shining everywhere.
A foggy day in London Town
Had me low and had me down
I viewed the morning with such alarm
The old British Museum had lost its charm
How long, I wondered, could this thing last?
But the age of miracles hadn't passed
For, suddenly, I saw you there
And through foggy London Town
The sun was shining everywhere.
English translation
A foggy day in London Town
Had me low and had me down
I viewed the morning with such alarm
The British Museum had lost its charm
How long, I wondered, could this thing last?
But the age of miracles hadn't passed
For, suddenly, I saw you there
And through foggy London Town
The sun was shining everywhere.
A foggy day in London Town
Had me low and had me down
I viewed the morning with such alarm
The old British Museum had lost its charm
How long, I wondered, could this thing last?
But the age of miracles hadn't passed
For, suddenly, I saw you there
And through foggy London Town
The sun was shining everywhere.