Paris in springtime

Efter jobbet har jag varit hos en av vännerna i Tjejgänget. Vi har planerat inför vår Parisresa senare i vår, beställt hotell och bokat bord på restaurang Jules Verne som har en stjärna i Michelinguiden. En av tjejerna fyller 50 år och vill så gärna äta sin födelsedagsmiddag i Eiffeltornet. Vi har även funderat lite på vad vi ska titta på och vi båda som varit i Paris flera gånger tidigare vill ju visa de andra i gänget just våra favoritplatser.

Paris in springtime*

Walking down the avenues and all that I need
Is in one hand a cigarette,
    in the other one my sweethearts hand
Walking down the tuileries,
    wherever we sit with our six-string
The people would dance on the streets and would sing

Going up to Sacré-Coeur, what can I say?
Well, the painters are painting
    and music will play all night
Back to where we´re coming from, we sleep for a while
And the moon hits our eyes
    in this wonderful, wonderful night

Paris in springtime, making you all mine
There is a perfume that fills every boulevard
Walking along the Seine, taking you by the hand
Paris in springtime has taken our hearts
Paris in springtime has taken our hearts

Suddenly the rain falls down, we´re trying to hide
Under trees on the Champs-Élysées
    while the lights go down
I take my guitar in hands and play for a while
And a warm breeze is
    carrying the clouds away into the night 

Paris in springtime, making you all mine
There is a perfume that fills every boulevard
Walking along the Seine, taking you by the hand
Paris in springtime has taken our hearts
Paris in springtime has taken our hearts

As we come to Chatelet, we sit into a nice cafe
And we spend our last coins
Going down to Luxembourg, passing by la rue du jour
Singing one of our favourite tunes

 Then you put your arm around me, everything´s fine
And we pass through the Arc de Triomphe
    where a beggar lies
Wrapped in ragged clothes he begs for some coins
But we haven´t got anythimg anymore for him tonight

Paris in springtime, making you all mine
There is a perfume that fills every boulevard
Walking along the Seine, taking you by the hand
Paris in springtime has taken our hearts
Paris in springtime has taken our hearts

*Texten är skriven av Christof Straub. Du som har Spotify kan lyssna här.