I love Paris, my village.
I love Paris, my garden.
I love Paris in the picture in my bedroom.
I love Paris under a storm in September.
I love Paris on the stage of the Casino de Paris—
interpreted by all the painters of the butte and in their eyes as well.
It is a Paris of tenderness of which I sing to you today—
a memory that comes to me during vacation
a great love of youthful years filled with France.
I love the Paris Notre Dame, to which I return today
and my soul will always live between two islands because my heart is here.
(I love Paris, my village. I love Paris, my garden.)
(I love Paris in the picture in my bedroom.)
(I love Paris under a storm in September.)
I love Paris on the stage of the Casino de Paris—
and my dreams will always live between two islands because my heart is here.