It's a rainy night in Paris,
And the harbor lights are low,
He must leave his love in Paris
Before the winter snow;
On a lonely street in Paris
He held her close to say,
"We'll meet again in Paris
When there are flowers on the Champs-Elysées..."
"How long" she said "How long,
Then she gave him words to turn to,
And will your love be strong,
When you're across the sea,
Will your heart remember me?..."
When the winter nights were long,
"Nous serons encore amoureux,
Avec les couleurs de printemps..."
"And then" she said "And then,
And now the lights of Paris
Our love will grow again,"
Ah but in her eyes he sees
Her words of love are only words to please...
Grow dim and fade away,
And I know by the lights of Paris,
I will never see her again...