But Not for Me — текст песни (Billie Holiday)

George and ira gershwin



Theyre writing songs of love, but not for me.

A lucky stars above, but not for me.

With love to lead the way

Ive found more clouds of grey

Than any russain play could guarantee.

I was a fool to fall and get that way;

Heigh-ho! alas! and also, lack-a-day!

Although I cant dismiss the memry of his kiss, I guess hes mot for me.



Hes knocking on a door, but not for me.

Hell plan a two by four, but not for me.

I know that loves a game;

Im puzzled, just the same,

Was I the moth or flame?

Im all at sea.

It all began so well, but what an end!

This is the time a feller needs a friend,

When evry happy plot ends with the marriage knot,

And theres no knot for me.