Текст Ella Fitzgerald – My Old Flame

My old flame, I can’t even think of his name, but it’s funny now and then
How my thoughts go flashing back again to my old flame
My old flame, my new lovers all seem so tame, for I haven’t met a gent
So magnificent or elegant as my old flame

I’ve met so many who had fascinating ways
A fascinating gaze in their eyes, some who took me up to the skies
But their attempts at love were only imitations of my old flame
I can’t even think of his name, but I’ll never be the same
Until I discover what became of my old flame

I’ve met so many who had fascinating ways
A fascinating gaze in their eyes, some who took me up to the skies
But their attempts at love were only imitations of my old flame
I can’t even think of his name but I’ll never be the same
Until I discover what became of my old flame