[00:00.00] 作词 : Herbert Kretzmer
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Charles Aznavour
[00:08.00]she may be the face I can't forget
[00:13.00]a trace of pleasure or regret
[00:17.00]may be my treasure or the price I have to pay
[00:22.00]she may be the song that Solomon sings
[00:27.00]may be the chill that autumn brings
[00:31.00]my be a hundred different things
[00:35.00]within the measure of the day.
[00:41.00]she may be the beauty or the beast
[00:46.00]may be the famine or the feast
[00:50.00]may turn each day into a heaven or a hell
[00:56.00]she may be the mirror of my dreams
[01:00.00]a smile reflected in a stream
[01:05.00]she may not be what she may seem
[01:08.00]inside a shell
[01:46.00]she who always seems so happy and proud
[01:52.00]who's eyes can be so private and so proud
[01:55.00]no one's allowed to see them when they cry
[02:01.00]she may be the love that cannot hope to last
[02:06.00]may come to me from shadows of the past
[02:10.00]that I remember till the day I die
[02:16.00]she may be the reason I survive
[02:21.00]the why and where for I'm alive
[02:25.00]the one I'll care for through the rough and rainy years
[02:31.00]me I'll take her laughter and her tears
[02:35.00]and make them all my souvenirs
[02:40.00]for where she goes I got to be
[02:43.00]the meaning of my life is
[02:46.00]she
[02:49.00]she
[02:57.00]she

作词 : Herbert Kretzmer
作曲 : Charles Aznavour
she may be the face I can't forget
a trace of pleasure or regret
may be my treasure or the price I have to pay
she may be the song that Solomon sings
may be the chill that autumn brings
my be a hundred different things
within the measure of the day.
she may be the beauty or the beast
may be the famine or the feast
may turn each day into a heaven or a hell
she may be the mirror of my dreams
a smile reflected in a stream
she may not be what she may seem
inside a shell
she who always seems so happy and proud
who's eyes can be so private and so proud
no one's allowed to see them when they cry
she may be the love that cannot hope to last
may come to me from shadows of the past
that I remember till the day I die
she may be the reason I survive
the why and where for I'm alive
the one I'll care for through the rough and rainy years
me I'll take her laughter and her tears
and make them all my souvenirs
for where she goes I got to be
the meaning of my life is
she
she
she