Blue gardenia
now I'm alone with you
and I am also blue.


He has tossed us aside
and like you, gardenia,

once I was near his heart.

After the tear drops start,

where are tear drops to hide?

I lived for an hour,

what more can I tell?

Love bloomed like a flower

then the petals fell.

Blue gardenia,

thrown to a passing breeze,
but pressed,
yes, there pressed in my book of memories.


I lived for an hour,
what more can I tell?


Love bloomed like a flower
and then the petals fell.


Blue gardenia,
thrown to a passing breeze,

but pressed
in my book of memo-ries,
but pressed

in my book of memo-ries.