A - D - E
A B
1. She may be the face I can' t forget,
D
a
trace of pleasure I regret,
A F#
may
be my treasure or the price I have to pay.
Bm Dm
She may be the song that
Solomon sings,
A
may
be the chill that autumn brings,
Bm
may
be a hundred tearful things
E A - D -
A - E
within
the measure of the day.
A B
2. She may be the beauty or the beast,
D
may
be the famine or the feast,
-
A F#
may
turn each day into heaven or a
hell.
Bm Dm
She may be the mirror of my
dream,
A
a
smile reflected in a stream.
Bm
she
may not be what she may seem
E A
inside
her shell.
F C
She, who always seems so happy
to crow,
Bb
whose
eyes can be so private and so proud,
A
no one' s
allowed to see them when they cry.
Dm G C
She may be the love that can
and hope to last,
F B7
may
come to me from shadows of the past,
B B7 E
that
I remember till the day I die.
A B
3. She may be the reason I survive,
D
the
why and where for I' m alive,
D A F#
the
one I' ll care for through the rough and rainy years.
Bm Dm
Me, I' ll take her laughter and her tears,
A
and
make them all my souvenirs,
Bm
for
where she goes I got to be,
E - D A - D - E A
the
meaning of my life is she, she, she.
(orig. = capo 4th; midi = capo 3rd) (Charles Aznavour)