Jealousy
French Title: Jalousie
Composer(s): Jacob Gade; Vera Bloom
Performer(s): Frankie Laine;
and various other artists



Jealousy, night and day you torture me
I sometimes wonder, if this spell that I'm under
Can only be a melody, for I know no one but me 
Has won your heart, but when the music starts

My peace departs from the moment
they play that lovely strain
And we surrender to all it's charm again
This jealousy that tortures me, is ecstasy, mystery, pain

We dance to a tango of love
Your heart beats with mine as we sway
You eyes give the answer I'm dreaming of
That soft word your cruel lips will never say

I fear that the music will end
And shatter the spell it may lend
To make me believe, when your eyes just deceive
But it's only the tango you love
 
I feal that the music will end
And shatter the spell it may lend
To make me believe, when your eyes just deceive
And, it's only the tango you love

It's only the tango that you love