Paris Perdu
Mireille Mathieu
Lost Paris
My Paris, I barely recognize you anymore
Paris, you let yourself be attacked, your Seine is polluted
On the pavement, your docks today
Once upon a time, your street corners sang
Paris, your gardens were fragrant
Your passersby joked
Your lovers loved each other
My Paris
Where are you, Paris of strolls
Paris of charming drinks
Paris of the esplanades
The Paris of lovers
Paris of Notre-Dame
Paris of great love
Paris of the pavement
My Paris forever
Where are you
Today, they’re building you up high
Paris, they’re crushing you, breaking you
They’re ripping your heart out from Auteuil to Montparnasse
My Paris
Today, your underground is fenced off
Paris, making way for cars
From ring roads and shaped like a belt
My Paris
Today, your streets don’t sing anymore
Your passersby are in a rush
Your gardens are off-limits
Your lovers are hurt
You, my Paris that I love
Have become nothing
Paris of public housing
From Clamart to Pantin
My Paris
My Paris, Paris of my smile
Paris, Paris that has withered
Paris that hasn’t laughed
In many years
Where are you
My Paris, my Paris under the rooftops
Paris of the blues
Paris of me without you
Paris, you my Paname
Paris that betrayed me
My Paris, my Paris
