Charles Aznavour - Com' è Triste Venezia ( Que C' Est Triste Venise )
How sad Venice is just a year later
How sad Venice is if there's no more love
Words are sought, that no one will say
And one would like to cry but can no longer.
How sad Venice is if in the boat there is
Only a gondolier who looks towards you
And asks you nothing, because in your eyes
And inside your mind there is only her.
How sad Venice is just a year later
How sad Venice is if there's no more love
The museums and churches open for us
But they don’t know that now you’re not there.
How sad Venice is in the evening by the lagoon
If one seeks a hand that can no longer be found
Irony is made, in front of that moon
That once saw you mine and no longer sees you.
Goodbye seagulls in flight, who once greeted
Two black dots on the ground, goodbye from her too
Too sad Venice, just a year later
Too sad Venice, if there's no more love...