Chris de Burgh - Rainy Night In Paris

It's a rainy night in Paris,
and the harbour lights are low,
he must leave his love in Paris
before the winter's snow.
On a lonely street in Paris,
he held her close to say:
We'll meet again in Paris
when there are flowers on hte Champs-Elyssées.

How long,she said,how long
and will your love be strong
When you're across the sea,
will your heart remember me?

Then she gave him words to turn to
when the winter nights were long
Nous serons encore amoureux
avec les couleurs de printemps.

And then,she said ,and then
our love will grow again
ah,but in her eyes he sees
her words are only words to please.

And now the lights of Paris
grow dampt and fade away
and I know by the lights of Paris
I will never see her again