Nathalie

The deserted Red Square
In front of me Nathalie
My guide Nathalie had a nice name
The very white Red Square
The snow formed a tapestry
And I followed Nathalie that cold Sunday
He spoke French very
Of the October revolution
And I was already thinking
What about Lenin's grave
We would go to Café Puskin
to have a chocolate

The deserted Red Square
I took his arm and he smiled
My guide Nathalie Nathalie's hair was blonde

In his university room
a group of students
I was waiting for her impatiently
We laugh a lot we talk
They wanted to know everything
Nathalie translated
Moscow the Ukrainian plains and Les Champs Elysées or
Everything was talked about then we sang
Then they were very happy
They opened bottles of champagne from France and then we danced

And when everyone is gone
The party was silent
I was left alone with my guide Nathalie
There were no more questions
About the October revolution
We were no longer there
Lenin's tomb is over
The chocolate of Café Pushkin
Everything was far away
How empty my life became
I know more than a day in Paris
I will be the one who will serve as your guide Nathalie
Nathalie