Charade (from film of same name) Songtext
von Shirley Bassey

When we played our charade
We were like children posing
Playing at games, acting out names
Guessing the parts we played

Oh, what a hit we made


We came on next to closing
Best on the bill, lovers until
Love left the masquerade
Fate seemed to pull the strings

I turned and you were gone
While from the darkened wings
The music box played on
Sad little serenade

Song of my heart′s composing
I hear it still, I always will
Best on the bill
Charade