"КАБАРЕ" ("Кабаре") Лайза МИНЕЛЛИ

Текст песни ""КАБАРЕ" ("Кабаре") — Лайза МИНЕЛЛИ"

What good is sitting alone in your room?
Come hear the music play.
Life is a cabaret, old chum,
Come to the cabaret.

Put down the knitting,
The book and the broom.
Time for a holiday.
Life is cabaret, old chum,
Come to the cabaret.

Come taste the wine,
Come hear the band.
Come blow your horn,
Start celebrating;
Right this way,
Your table's waiting.

No use permitting some prophet of doom
To wipe every smile away.
Life is a Cabaret, old chum,
Come to the Cabaret!

I used to have a girlfriend know as Elsie,
With whom I shared four sordid rooms in Chelsea.
She wasn`t what you`d call a blushing flower.
As a matter of fact she rented by the hour.

The day she died the neighbors came to snicker:
“Well, that`s what comes of too much pills and liquor”.

But when I saw her laid out like a queen,
She was the happiest` corpse I`d ever seen.

I think of Elsie to this very day.
I remember how she`d to me and say:

“What good is sitting alone in your room?
Come hear the music play.
Life is a cabaret, old chum,
Come to the cabaret.

Put down the knitting,
The book and the broom.
Time for a holiday.
Life is cabaret, old chum,
Come to the cabaret.”

And as for me,
I made my mind up, back in Chelsea,
When I go I`m going like Elsie.

Start by admitting from cradle to tomb
Isn't that long a stay.
Life is a cabaret, old chum,
Only a cabaret, old chum,
And I love a cabaret!