Que C'est Triste Venise
Charles Aznavour
How Sad Venice Is
How sad Venice is
In the time of dead loves
How sad Venice is
When we no longer love each other
We still search for words
But boredom carries them away
We would like to cry
But we can't anymore
How sad Venice is
When the gondoliers
Only emphasize
Empty silences
And the heart tightens
Seeing the gondolas
Sheltering the happiness
Of loving couples
How sad Venice is
In the time of dead loves
How sad Venice is
When we no longer love each other
The museums, the churches
Open their doors in vain
Beauty is useless
Before our disappointed eyes
How sad Venice is
In the evening on the lagoon
When we seek a hand
That is not offered
And we make jokes
In front of the moonlight
Trying to forget
What we don't say
Farewell to all the pigeons
That escorted us
Farewell Bridge of Sighs
Farewell lost dreams
Venice is too sad
In the time of dead loves
Venice is too sad
When we no longer love each other
