(Charles Aznavour / Herbert Kretzmer)

 

Who, when my life is through?

Who will know the joy 

I have known with you?

Who will touch your face?

Sleep in your embrace?

Who will take my place

When I sleep alone?

 

Who, when the day is done?

Who will hold the hand

Of my only one?

Who will climb the heights?

Finding in your nights

All those wild delights

Only I have known

 

You say you'll always love me

Time has another claim

Why do the gods above me

Play the cynical game?

 

Oh, life, isn't what it seems

Fickle as the wind

Fragile as a dream

When I end my years

Who will ease my pain?

Kiss away my tears?

And bury me again?