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"Every song I have translated is well translated, the one who works on the very difficult songs with me is Dee Shipman. I know her telephone number by heart, and her fax. It goes back and forth - 'No! I don't like this word!' And she comes back and says 'Because you don't understand English!' So I have to convince her and she has to convince me, and the rapport is fantastic." 

- Charles Aznavour

It Is No Life At All
(Dee Shipman / Charles Aznavour)

It is no life at all
My good friend, to spend time
With sadistic masseurs,
Having saunas, and sighing
'Cause you're worried and scared
Lest a single grey hair
Gives away your true age
And betrays all the dyeing!

It is no life at all
To obsessively count
Every calorie burned....
And you see, as you hunger
Others filling their plates
While you're watching your weight
'Cause you wrongly equate
Being thinner with younger!

It is no life at all
Thinking you can fool time
Sure, a face-lift is fine
But it won't help you face truth
It's yourself you deceive
If you really believe
Plastic surgeons are gods
And a knife can restore your youth!

It is no life at all
In a disco each night
When your jeans are too tight
And your gut's overflowing
When you're trying to bluff
The young girls, and it's rough
'Cause you can't kid the kids
They're too tough and too knowing!

It is no life at all
To keep straining your heart
In those physical feats
Just to prove you're athletic!
After every event
You're exhausted and spent
Over-anxious to please
On your knees and pathetic!

It is no life at all
When the flesh is too weak
And you reach for the peak
And you fail as you seek it
As you casually smoke
And endeavour to joke
Only one thing is hard!.......
That's the effort it takes to speak!

It is no life at all
Crawling home with the dawn
When your legs won't go on
And your liver is drowning
In an excess of drink;
Can you honestly think
Your lost years can be found
In the seltzers you're downing?

It is no life at all!
Growing old is no crime.....
If you fight against time
Chasing joys false and fleeting
One day soon you may drool
Watching young girls at school
As you fantasise scenes
Of impossible meetings!

So my friend keep your pride
And remain dignified
Every age has its Spring
Its own treasures to bring you
You're no longer eighteen
You are not what you've been
We survive through our dreams
And today is the dream come true!

And to be what you've been
Is an immature dream
Only fools will pursue
When today is the dream come true!

When you're no longer green
Then to be what you've been 
Is a foolish man's dream
Only now and today are true!

So my friend keep your pride
And remain dignified
Every age has its Spring
And each season its windfall
You're no longer eighteen
You are not what you've been
That's a foolish man's dream
It is really no life at all!

 










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