I am nostalgic of my youth
Of those party days, in the heart of France
With emotion, I remember correctly
Of this song, of this chorus to which i return
This is the waltz which i hear
In my segment of old Paris
The melody the evening lifted
Happily in the gray sky
On the sidewalk, one smiles
The Bois de Boulogne is flowered
And so much which i lived
Never will i forget
The waltz of Paris
I remember the huge boulevards
The journalists, the great gossip
I see again in your arms (The light and day in high spirits)
The bridges, the Concord and the Seine
The taxis, in front of the Madeleine
The Louvre, the museums
And like a rocket
The light of Champs Elysées
This is the waltz which i hear
In my segment of old Paris
The melody the evening lifted
Happily in the gray sky
On the sidewalk, one smiles
The Bois de Boulogne is flowered
And so much which i lived
Never will i forget
The waltz of Paris