These Foolish Things (这些傻事) - Sam Cooke (萨姆·库克)-歌词

These Foolish Things (这些傻事) - Sam Cooke (萨姆·库克)

A cigarette that bears

A lipstick's traces

An airline ticket to romantic places

And still my heart has wings

These foolish things remind me of you

A tinkling piano in the next apartment

Those stumblin' words that told you

What my heart meant

A fairground's painted swings

These foolish things remind me of you

You came you saw

You conquered me

When you did that to me

I knew somehow this had to be

The winds of March that

Make my heart a dancer

A telephone that rings

But who's to answer

Oh how the ghost of you clings

These foolish things remind me of you

Let me tell you

First daffodills and all excited cables

And candlelights on little corner tables

And still my heart has wings

These foolish things

Remind me of you

The park at evening and scented roses

And waiters whisling as

The last bar closes

The beauty that is spring springs

These foolish things

Remind me of you

How strange how sweet

To find you still

These things are dear to me

They seem to bring you

Near to me

The sigh of midnight trains

In empty stations

Silk stockings thrown aside dance invitations

Oh how the ghost of you clings

Clings clings

These foolish things

Remind me of you

These foolish things

Remind me of you