В исполнении трех теноров мне нравится, конечно, больше, но и это так ничего :)
Midnight Not a sound from the pavement Has the moon lost her memory She is smiling alone In the lamplight The withered leaves collect at my feet And the wind begins to moan
Memory All alone in the moonlight I can smile of the old days Life was beautiful then I remember the time I knew what happiness was Let the memory live again
Every street lamp seems to beat A fatalistic warning Someone mutters and the street lamp gutters And soon it will be morning
Daylight I must wait for the sunrise I must think of a new life And I mustn't give in When the dawn comes Tonight will be a memory too And a new day will begin
Burnt out ends of smoky days The still cold smell of morning A street lamp dies, another night is over Another day is dawning
Touch me, It is so easy to leave me All alone with the memory Of my days in the sun If you touch me, You'll understand what happiness is Look, a new day has begun...