I still live Parisian nights
And I’d rather like to live beautiful nights in Siena
Living into the wind, put to fire and sword
Opening myself to feelings
First, to see if love is in full swing
And if Lucien’s sorrow went away
I’d like to take you above a volcano
To burn my bones and make my feelings sweat
Yet I still live Parisian nights
And I’d rather like to live Brazilian nights
To take you high, to bow low before you, to sing you songs
To softly sing our love for all four seasons
For starters, to know if it’s going to happen today
Or if you don’t get a clue about the whole thing
I’d like to enjoy your absence
I’d like to know about tonight
Yet I still live Parisian nights
And I’d rather like to live Brazilian nights
I still live Parisian nights
And I’d rather like to live beautiful nights in Siena…