Текст песни These Foolish Things - Dirk Bogarde

Oh, will you never let me be?
Will you never, never set me free?
The ties that bound us are all still around us
There's no escape that I can see
And still those little things remain
The things that bring me happiness or pain
A cigarette that bears a lipstick's traces
An airline ticket to romantic places
And still my heart has wings
These foolish things remind me of you
A tinkling piano in the next apartment
Those stumbling words that told you what my heart meant
Like the fairground's painted swings
These foolish things remind me of you
You came, you saw, and you conquered me
When you did that to me
I somehow knew that this had to be
The winds of March that made my heart a dancer
A telephone that rings but who's to answer?
Oh, how the ghost of you clings
These foolish things remind me
They remind me of you
First daffodils and long, excited cables
And candlelight on little corner tables
And still my heart has wings
These foolish things remind me of you
The smile of Ava and the scent of roses
And waiters whistling as the last bar closes
The song Sinatra sings
These foolish things remind me of you