Минус Frank Sinatra - When The World Was Young

Текст (слова) песни Frank Sinatra - When The World Was Young:

It isn't by chance I happen to be
A boulevardier, the toast of Paris
For over the noise, the talk and the smoke
I'm good for a laugh, a drink or a joke
I walk in a room, a party or ball
Come sit over here, somebody will call
A drink for monsieur, a drink for us all
But how many times I stop and recall
Ah, the apple trees
Blossoms in the breeze
That we walked among
Lying in the hay
Games we used to play
While the rounds were sung
Only yesterday, when the world was young
Wherever I go, they mention my name
And that in itself, is some sort of fame
Come by for a drink, we're having a game
Wherever I go, I'm glad that I came
The talk is quite gay, the company's fine
There's laughter and lights, and glamour and wine
And beautiful girls and some of them mine
But often my eyes see a different shine
Ah, the apple trees
Sunlit memories
Where the hammock swung
On our backs, we'd lie
Looking at the sky
'Til the stars were strung
Only last July when the world was young