Mon paradis c'est Paris,Même quand il est gris,Des bords de Marne à la rue de Rivoli,Il y flott' un air de fête,Mon paradis c'est Paris.
Un parfum de bohême anime les faubourgs,On s'encanaille on s'aime, et jusqu'au petit jour,Belles Gueules et garçonnes, poètes et dandysOn ne refuse personne, pourvu qu'on aime la vie !

English translation :

MON PARADIS
My paradise is ParisEven on grey daysFrom the banks of the Marne to the rue de RivoliA festive tune floats on the airMy paradise is Paris
A scent of bohemia perfumes suburbsWe take chances, we make love till the first lights of dawnHandsome chaps and flappers, poets and dandiesAll welcome, so long as they are lovers of life

J’ai rêvé que tu partaisJ’ai rêvé que tu étaisDerrière ce murSilencieux et durTon corps s’éloignaitTon corps s’effaçaitJe restais désolée derrière ce mur
Dans la brume de mes penséesJe chavireJ’étreint ton souvenirLaisse-moi caresser ta mainEt te voir revenir (bis)
J’ai rêvé ton retourJ’ai rêvé tant de joursContre le mur de ton silenceTon corps s’approchaitTon corps me touchaitJe restais enflamméeContre ce mur

English translation :
I dreamt you were living
I dreamt you were livingI dreamt that you were behindThis hard silent wallYour body in the distance,Disappearing.
In the mist o my thoughtsI capsize,I clutch to your memoryLet me kiss your handAnd see you come back
I dreamt of your returnI dreamt for some many daysAgainst the wall of your silenceYour body came nearerYour body touched mineI remained inflamedAgainst the wall

Il y aura toujours un p'tit air de rengaineAu fond d'une cour, sur les bords de la SeineUn refrain qui conjugue l'amourEt puisLes amants de ParisIl y aura toujours une frêle guinguettePour danser à deux, pour s'aimer en cachetteUn hôtel à trois pas du faubourgOù l'on confond la nuit et le jour
Il est au fin fond d’une impasseUne maison où l'on s'enlaceA l'abri des sombres regardsDes bourgeois qui passent le soirIl n'y a même pas de terrasseMais chacun y trouve sa placeEt dans un coin l'accordéonOffre alors à chacun sa chanson

English translation :
There will always be
There will always beA little old songIn a courtyard, on the banks of the SeineA refrain which bindsAmour with the lovers of ParisThere will always beA creaky guingetteTo dance together, to love in secretAn hotel stone’s throw from the faubourgWhen night and day entwine
Down the end of an alleyA house where we entwineAway from the dark looksOf the bourgeoisie passing by in the eveningThere is not even a terraceBut everyone can find their placeAnd in a corner the accordionOffers each their song

neither yours nor mine, this time
neither lie nor truth, but life
riddle of your heart and mine
that you have to solve now
and find

on the sea it’s all white
the sand,
as pale as the salt or the snow

the sound of sea

neither right nor wrong, this time
neither lie nor truth, but life
riddle of your heart and mine
that we have to solve now
go-find

on the sea it’s all white
the sand,
as pale as the salt or the snow

the sound of sea-tides

on the sea it’s all white
the sand,
as pale as the salt or the snow

the sound of sea-tides

Spotlights burn, the bass is tight
Sweat and rhythm in the velvet night
Didn’t come here lookin’ for romance
But you froze me with a single glance

One spark, the crowd went still
Like time slipped off the windowsill

You were there
In the heat, in the haze
Golden stare
Cutting through the purple blaze
Russian flame
In a crowd of masquerades
Girl, I knew
I knew right then
You weren’t just another face

I missed my cue, forgot the rhyme
You drank your drink like stolen time
Red lips glowed in neon rain
Moscow dreams runnin’ through my veins

And everything went off-track
But I wouldn’t take it back

You were there
In the heat, in the haze
Golden stare
Cutting through the purple blaze
Russian flame
In a crowd of masquerades
Girl, I knew
I knew right then
You weren’t just another face

Balalaika heartstrings hum
I feel the tremble in my drum
Dance, don’t stop, just one more chance To hold your fire in a glance

Woke up slow
With the sun in my eyes
Watch the waves
As they’re singing goodbye
To the rush to the grind
To the clock on the wall
Let it all fade away
Let it fall
Let it all fall
When you’re hit by love
Don’t need any rule
You’ve become a fool