These foolish things Rod steward Words by Holt Marvell Music by Jack1 Strachey and Harry2 Link
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 tinkling3 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
The scent4 of smouldering leaves the wail5 of steamers Two lovers on the street who walk like dreamers Oh how the ghost of you clings 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 so near to me The sigh of midnight trains in empty stations Silk stockings thrown aside dance invitations Oh how the ghost of you clings These foolish things Remind me of you Remind me of you Remind me of you
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这些可笑的事物 洛史都华
一根沾了唇印的香烟 一张飞往浪漫之地的机票 我的心仍带着双翼 这些可笑的事物,让我想起了你
隔壁公寓的叮咚钢琴声 那些在我心里,难以向你表白的话语 舞池中衣着光鲜的男女旋转着 这些可笑的事物,让我想起了你 你向我走来,你看着我,让我无法抗拒 当你对我做了这些 我知道事情必然会如此 三月的微风舞动我的心 电话响了,但谁在乎? 噢,你的身影挥之不去 这些可笑的事物,让我想起了你
火车经过传来燃烧的味道 两个恋人像作梦般走在街上 噢,你的身影挥之不去 这些可笑的事物 让我想起了你
多么另人不解,却又多么甜蜜,身旁的妳 这些事物对我而言如此亲切 它们似乎让你更贴近我 午夜里,空无一人的车站传来的汽笛声 舞会邀请函伴着散落地上的丝袜 噢,你的身影挥之不去 这些可笑的事物 让我想起了你… 让我想起了你… 让我想起了你…
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