You were barely 15 years old
You had ribbon in your hair
You lived near
The Grand Palace
I used to call you in the morning
And together we took the train
To go to the high school
Michele, I used to sit by your side
I used to wait in the school yard
To go to the cafe
Drink hot chocolate
And then hug you
One day you were 17 years old
Your hair was flying in the wind
And you usually sang :
Oh ! Yesterday !
On Thursdays in the afternoon
We used to go to the gray cinema
To see Marilyn's movies
Michele, one evening in December
The snow was falling on the roofs
We were you and I
Asleep together
For the first time
The time passed slowly
And the Charming Prince was dethroned
The one who offered you the trips
In his clouds
Someone told me you had got married
In the April of the last spring
And that you live , in Paris
Michele, everything is so far
The roads, the happy cafes
Even the commuter trains
They're mocking you, They're mocking me
Michele, everything is so far
The roads, the happy cafes
Even the commuter trains
They're mocking you, They're mocking me
They're mocking me !