DAYS OF THE WALTZ, THE
(Jacques Brel (m) Will Holt (Eng l) )

as recorded by Liza Minnelli
With orchestra conducted by Ray Ellis
1966

also recorded by -
Patti Page '62
Felicity Saunders '62
George Chakiris '65


On the first time we went waltzing,
We were young and you gave me your hand.
On the first time we went waltzing,
Ah, the time we spent waltzing was grand.
And the candles were all burning,
And the chandeliers glittered and shone.
On the first time we went waltzing,
We were young and no longer alone.

And we had all the time,
And we had all the time,
And we had all the time to take our pleasure,
Love is made for leisure;
Time,
That's how we measure time;
And as we twirled around,
Time was all around and now the time has found us,
Time has wound its silken web around and bound us.
Tied in everywhere,
Time is everywhere,
Time is everywhere in every looking glass;
In every space we pass,
I see appear the sudden face of time,
The sudden pace of time,
The sudden pace of time is everywhere
And time is in the air
And time is here and there.

On the next time we went waltzing,
And those days of the waltzes had blurred,
On the next time we went waltzing,
Our love song was all that we heard.
And the candles burning brightly,
And the chandeliers glittered and gleamed;
On the next time we went waltzing,
We kept time by the dreams that we'd dreamed.

And have we all the time?
And have we all the time?
And have we all the time to take our pleasure?
Love is made for leisure;
Time,
That's how we measure time;
And as we twirled around,
As we twirled around,
Time was all around and now the time has found us,
Time has wound its silken thread around us, bound us.
Tied in everywhere,
Time is everywhere,
Time is everywhere in every looking glass;
In every space I pass,
My dear, I aee appear the sudden face of time,
The sudden pace of time,
The sudden pace of time is everywhere
And time is in the air
And time is here and there.

On the last time we went waltzing,
When the days of the waltz was at hand,
On the last time we went waltzing,
All I heard was the blare of the band.
And the candles flickered lightly,
And the chandeliers' flicker was wan;
On the last time we went waltzing,
Then the days of the waltz had all gone.

And there is no more time,
and there is no more time,
And there is no more time to take our pleasure,
Love is made for leisure;
Time,
That's how we measure time;
And as we turn around,
As we turn around,
time will swirl around;
And now the time has found us,
Time has wound its silken web around us.
Time is tied in everywhere,
Time is everywhere,
Time is everywhere in every looking glass;
In every space I pass,
My dear, I see appear the sudden face of time,
The sudden pace of time,
The sudden pace of time is everywhere
And time is in the air
And time is everywhere.

We turn,
Everywhere we turn,
Everywhere we turn,
And every candle's burning out,
And can see my love is learning.
Never put your trust and faith in time,
Never trust in time,
Never trust in time will play you false,
And then one day it halts the tempo of the waltz.

On the first time we went waltzing,
You were young and you gave me your hand.
On the first time we went waltzing,
Ah, the days of the waltzing was grand.
And the candles flickered lightly
And the candles flickered lightly...




(Transcribed by Peter Akers - September 2013)