Still I Cling To You
(French Version: Je Me Raccroche À Toi)
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour - Georges Garvarentz
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour



I know the signs, I read the warning
To you, I'm only time to kill
Not mean a thing to you
Yet, still I cling to you

Like melodies on (?) Winter mornings
Like snow upon the highest hill
That's how I cling to you
Somehow, I cling to you

If I were wiser I would leave you
Pick up my broken pride and steal away
What is this game you play
Do we have a chain to bind and hold me (?)
Yet, keep yourself one step beyond me
So near, so far away

I tell myself, you'll come to love me
As flowers come alive in Spring
And still I cling to you

At times you want my adoration
You talk of love, of life ???
My soul ??? swings (?) to you
And so, I cling to you

At times you mock my desperation
My ignorance, to laugh, to score (?)
Despite the things you do, in rage (?) I cling to you

Is it just pity you are feeling
These crumbs of comfort that you throw my way
How long can hope survive
How long must this despair continue
If you're so sure, I'll never wave (?) you
Why keep my hope alive

You do not hear the song I sing you
You do not take the gift I bring
Yet still I sing to you
Still I cling to you