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(feat. Frank Sinatra) |
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(Gilbert Becaud, Pierre Delanoe, Carl Sigman) |
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What now my love, now that you've left me, |
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How can I live through another day |
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Watching my dreams turn to ashes, |
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And my hopes turn to bits of clay |
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Once I could see, once I could feel, |
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Now I am numb, I've become unreal |
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I walk the night, without a goal, |
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Stripped of my heart and my soul |
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What now my love, now that it's over, |
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I feel the world falling all around me |
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Here come the stars, tumbling around me, |
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There's the sky, where that sea should be |
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What now my love, now that you're gone, |
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I'd be a fool to go on and on |
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No one would care, no one would cry, |
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If I should live if I should live or die |
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What now my love, now there is nothing, |
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Only my last, my last good-bye |
