「歌曲」Charles Aznavour - Cabaret

What good is sitting alone in your room
Come hear the music play
Life is a cabaret old chum
Come to the cabaret
Put down the knitting
The book and the broom
It's time
For a holiday
Life is a cabaret old chum
Come to the cabaret
Come taste the wine
Come hear the band
Come blow a horn
Start celebrating
Right this way
Your table's waiting
What good's omitting
Some prophet of doom
To wipe every smile away
Life is a cabaret old chum
Come to the cabaret
I used to have a girlfriend
Known as Elsie
With whom I shared
Four sordid rooms in chelsea
She wasn't what you'd call
A blushing flower
As a matter of fact
She rented by the hour
The day she died the neighbors
Came to snicker
Well that's what comes
From too much pills and liquor
But when I saw her
Laid out
Like a queen
She was the happiest corpse
I'd ever seen
I think of Elsie
To this very day
I remember
How she'd turn to me
And say
I love her
What good is sitting
All alone in your room
Come
Hear the music play
Oh life is a
Cabaret old chum
Come to
The cabaret
And as for me
And as for me
I made my mind up back in chelsea
When I
Go
I'm
Going like
Elsie
Start by
Admitting
From cradle to tomb
It isn't that long a stay
Life is a cabaret old chum
It's only a cabaret old chum
And I love a cabaret