Besedila: Chris De Burgh. A Rainy Night in Paris.

It's a rainy night in Paris
And the harbor lights are low
He must leave his love in Paris
Before the winter snow

On a lonely street in Paris
He held her close to say
"We'll meet again in Paris
When there are flowers on the Champs-Elysees"

"How long" she said "How long
And will your love be strong
When you're across the sea
Will your heart remember me?"

Then she gave him words to turn to
When the winter nights were long
"Nous serons encore amoureux
Avec les couleurs du printemps"

"And then" she said "And then
Our love will grow again"
Ah, but in her eyes he sees
Her words of love are only words to please

And now the lights of Paris
Grow dim and fade away
And I know by the light of Paris
I will never see her again