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These Foolish Things - Frank Sinatra (弗兰克·辛纳屈)
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 stumblin'words that
Told you what my heart meant
A fairground's painted swings
These foolish things
Remind me of you
You came
You saw
You conquered me
When you did that to me
I knew somehow 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 of you
The winds of March that
Make 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 of you