Charade
Quincy Jones Lyrics


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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
That 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

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Quincy Jones's "Charade" talk about two people who are playing a game of charades. In this game, they act out different names and try to guess the parts that the other person is playing. They are described as being like children, completely immersed in the game and its whimsy. The lyrics also refer to how successful they were in the game - they were a hit and were the best on the bill.


The song then takes a turn when the listeners realize that the game of charades is actually a metaphor for a love affair. The lovers involved were stars of this game and the audience, unsuspecting, were completely taken in. The two of them were so good at their act that they won over the audience, but as soon as the game was over, fate took over, and one of them was gone, leaving the other alone. The sad little serenade that is then played talks about the pain of their parting, but they will always be the best on the bill.


This song is a melancholic tribute to the love that is lost, a love that was nothing but a masquerade. It talks about the fleeting nature of love, and how it can disappear in an instant. The use of a game of charades as a metaphor for love is a unique and captivating way to convey the message.


Line by Line Meaning

When we played our charade
When we pretended and put on a show


We were like children posing
We acted like innocent kids, unaware of the consequences


Playing at games, acting out names
Engaging in pursuits and role-playing different characters without any serious intent


Guessing the parts we played
Trying to figure out the real personas behind the roles we were playing


Oh, what a hit we made
It was an instant success


We came on next to closing
Our act came just before the end, when everyone is most attentive


Best on the bill, lovers until
The most popular act, playing the parts of lovers


Love left the masquerade
When the show was over, love disappeared


Fate seemed to pull the strings
Destiny controlled the situation


I turned and you were gone
You left suddenly and unexpectedly


While from the darkened wings
From the backstage area, behind the scenes and out of sight


That music box played on
The automated music kept playing, with or without us


Sad little serenade
A melancholy tune


Song of my heart's composing
A personal composition that reflects my innermost feelings


I hear it still; I always will
I still remember it vividly, and always will


Best on the bill, charade
The most popular and successful act, but it was only a pretense




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Henry Nicola Mancini, John H. Mercer

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