We remember the songs
A winter evening, a fresh face
The scene at the chestnut sellers
A room on the fifth floor tage
Morning coffees and creams
Montparnasse, the Café du Dôme
The suburbs, the Latin Quarter
The Tuileries and Place Vendôme
Paris, it was cheerfulness, Paris
It was gentleness too
C' Was our tenderness
Paris, your kids, your artisans
Your peddlers and your agents
And your spring mornings
Paris, the smell of your pavement © of geese
Of your chestnut trees in the woods
I think of you constantly
Paris, I miss you, my old man
We will both meet again
My great Paris
Obviously there are sometimes
The hours are a little difficult
But everything works out well, my goodness
With Paris, it's is so easy
For me, Paris is the beautiful days
Light, serious or tender tunes
For me, Paris is my loves
And my heart cannot recover
Paris, you are my joy, Paris
You are my sweetness too
You are all my tenderness
Paris, your kids, your artisans
Your peddlers and your agents
And your spring mornings
Paris, the smell of your cobbled geese
Of your chestnut trees in the woods
I think about you constantly
Paris, I miss you, old man
We will meet again together
My great Paris

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