How Sad Venice Can Be - Charles Aznavour

How sad Venice can be When you return alone

To find a memory

In every paving stone

I walk among the birds

That fill San Marco’s Square

With echoes of her words

Around me in the air

How sad Venice can be When the mandolins play

A song she sung for me One unforgotten day

Like images of sleep

The gondoliers go by But when I try to weep

I find my tears are dry

How sad Venice can be When mist is in your eyes

And you can hardly see

As pidgeons fill the skies

I find the little street

And then the old caf?

Where we would always meet

To dream away the day

How sad Venice can be Beneath the silent moon

That rises from the sea

And silvers the lagoon

I hear the vespers chime

And cross the Bridge of Sighs

I know that it is time

To bid my last goodbyes

There’s nothing more to say

I pass beneath the light

And then I turn away

From Venice in the night

How sad Venice can be It’s too lonely to bear

When you have lost the love

That you discovered there.