You, My She

This song I simply adore.

Was I a songwriter and this would most definitely be one I would want to know as mine. This would be my song to you. Written to you, and you alone. I would then be sure you would be forever remembered as the girl about whom one of the most beautiful songs ever was written.


Written by Charles Aznavour and Herbert Kretzmer

She may be the face I can’t forget
The trace of pleasure or regret
Maybe my treasure or the price I have to pay
She may be the song that summer brings
May be the chill that autumn brings
May be a hundred different things
Within the measure of a 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 the mirror of my dreams
A smile reflected in a stream
She may not be what she may seem
Inside her shell…

She, who always seems so happy in a crowd
Whose eyes can be so private and so proud
No one’s allowed to see them when they cry
She maybe the love that cannot hope to last
May come to me from shadows in the past
That I remember ‘till the day I die

She may be the reason I survive
The why and wherefore I’m alive
The one I care for through the rough and ready years

Me, I’ll take the laughter and the her tears
And make them all my souvenirs
For where she goes I’ve got to be
The meaning of my life is
She…She
Oh, she…

There are more. Many more. Or maybe not so many. As the number increases, the charm starts to be lost.

But at east 3 others I’m thinking of need to be mentioned, for they have a word to say un this story.

Others may have beautiful words. Words I would like to be able to choose and say to you. Words I would like you to hear from my mouth, from my heart. These beautiful words may come from songs I like, and from songs I don’t like so much. I will say them to you as they come along. Good fitting words are always pleasant to hear.

This particular song is not part of the story, but it’s perfect to you. Was I eloquent gifted person, and these would be the words I would say and sing. To you, my life.

And the song is so beautiful that it is never too much to hear it again. And again. And again.