(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?