In Your Room
((French & Italian Versions: Dans Ta Chambre (Charles Aznavour); Dove C'è (Charles Aznavour))
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour - Kaye
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour



In your room there are airs from the words that you speak
And the breath of a rose for the blush of your cheek
We're adrift, we're afloat, on snowy clouds of satin
That carry us to heaven, safe in each other's arms

In your room there is, there is, there is, there is
In your room there is, there is infinity
In your room there is love, born in you, torn from me

We are one silhouette and my senses reveal
Fingers drawn from the touch of a softness I feel
And my head's in a spin from love's intoxication
For this is our creation, the miracle of love

In your room there is, there is, there is, there is
In your room there is, there is infinity
In your room there is love, born in you, torn from me

There is infinity
In your room, there is love
Born in you, torn from me