Nhạc sĩ: Charles Aznavour
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The sound of your name comes to me any hour
On wings of the wind like the scent of a flower
How can I explain its impossible power?
The sound of your name
The sound of your name is a valentine greeting
A bell when it rings and a heart when it's beating
I'm drowned in a spell where all things keep repeating
The sound of your name
Your name is a song that I long to be writing
The music is strong and the words are inviting
A changeable melody strangely exciting
I've found in your name
The sound of your name can bring times of desire
That flares like a flame as it climbs ever higher
That burns in my senses and turns them to fire
The sound of your name
But love is a game that continually changes
The players discover the risk and the dangers
We started as lovers, we ended as strangers
Now where can I turn?
Your name is the ghost of a chance
That you gave me that brief little dance
Just enough to enslave me
Alone in my grief, what is there that can save me?
If you...
You don't...
Return?
At night in my dreams You are there, an obsession
I whisper your name Like a prayer, a confession
You've entered my soul And you've taken possession
And who can I blame for you?
For you are the heaven on earth
That I sigh for the high-arched little Moon
That I cry for as long as I live
I cry for the high-arched little Moon I cry for as long as I live
for the song of your name, your name, of your name.