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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

Sketches Of Life
(Dee Shipman / Charles Aznavour)

An airplane descends
A boat is in flight
A love affair ends
Two lovers unite
A smile on its face
A child is baptised
Chrysanthemum's grace
Where somebody dies

The young in full flow
Their youth is like wine
The old moving slow
Their hearts out of time
Spring teases with Summer
'Til Fall breaks the spell
Then Winter is coming
And tolling its bell

Every picture 
Tells a story
Of our spirit to survive
Truth and fiction
Pain and glory
They are all 
Sketches of life

A crowd idolise
Some movie-star names
And others uprise
In anger and flames
The guns still advance
The refugees cry
Here people will dance
There people will die

Has man gone insane?
So self-satisfied
His morals retained
His brother denied
To wash away vices
He just has to pray
One word to the skies and
His God saves the day!

Every picture 
Tells a story
Of our spirit to survive
Truth and fiction
Pain and glory
They are all 
Sketches of life

A honeymoon night
A Venice canal
Attorneys and fights
The drama's banal
She's almost in tears
He's nervous and grave
The judge sadly fears
There's little to save

And children will play
And parents will sing
And days melt away
The ghosts the nights bring
So what's a soul worth
In the high price of war?
Without peace on earth
What is any dream for?

Every picture 
Tells a story
Of our spirit to survive
Truth and fiction
Pain and glory
They are all 
Sketches of life

The right wing and left
Both take us for fools
All property's theft
But profit still rules!
Tax empties your purse
In government greed
And bigots will curse
Your colour and creed

And all I have seen
And all I have said
Lives on in my dreams
Sings on in my head
Past voices regale
Me in memory's haze
Re-telling the tale
Of our lost yesterdays

Every picture 
Tells a story
Of our spirit to survive
Truth and fiction
Pain and glory
They are all 
Sketches of life...........











 


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