Lush Life
Embracing the Bittersweet Symphony of Lush Life
Lyrics
I used to visit all the very gay places
I used to frequent lively and vibrant places.
Those come-what may places
Places where one goes regardless of circumstances.
Where one relaxes on the axis
Where individuals unwind on the central point of the wheel of life to experience life.
Of the wheel of life to get the feel of life
Gaining a sense of life from jazz and cocktails.
From jazz and cocktails
The girls I knew had sad
The women I knew appeared unhappy with notable signs of elegance.
And sullen gray faces with distingué traces
Having gloomy and solemn expressions with refined features.
That used to be there you could see where
Traces of elegance that used to be visible but have faded away.
They'd been washed away
You could see where those traces had been washed away.
By too many through the day
Due to excessive hardships throughout the day.
Twelve o'clock tales then you came along
Tales at midnight, then you entered my life.
With your siren song to tempt me to madness
With your irresistible song, tempting me to madness.
I thought for awhile
I believed for a while.
That your poignant smilе
That your deeply moving smile
Was tinged with the sadness
Carried a hint of sorrow.
Of a grеat love for me ah, yes, I was wrong
Related to a profound love for me, but I was mistaken.
Again, I was wrong
Once again, I was wrong.
Life is lonely again
Life has become lonely once more.
And only last year everything seemed so sure
Just last year, everything seemed certain.
Now life is awful again
Now life is dreadful again.
A troughful of hearts could only be a bore
A multitude of hearts is only monotonous.
A week in Paris will ease the bite of it
A week in Paris may alleviate the pain of it.
All I care is to smile in spite of it
All I desire is to smile despite it.
I'll forget you I will
I will forget you while you are still lingering in my thoughts.
While yet you are still
Even though you continue to burn in my mind.
Burning inside my brain
Romance is mush stifling those who strive
Romance is sentimental and stifling for those who strive.
I'll live a lush life in some small dive
I will live a luxurious life in a modest establishment.
And there I'll be while I rot with the rest
There I will be, decaying like the rest.
Of those whose lives are lonely, too
Of those whose lives are also solitary.
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