[Gringoire]:
The gates of Paris
Are already closed for the night
The night of shrieks
Of laughter
And of desires
The night what all vices
Are satisfied
In the belly of Paris
The cabaret of madness
On the Pont-au-Change
Tonight I net an angel
Who smiled at me
And, once out of my view, disappeared
In the streets of Paris
I followed her, I lost her
I chased the night
Of laughter
And of desire
The night what all vices
Are satisfied
In the belly of Paris
The cabaret of madness
The gates of Paris
Are already closed for the night
The night of shrieks
Of laughter
And of desires