Mon paradis c'est Paris,Même quand il est gris,Des bords de Marne à la rue de Rivoli,Il y flott' un air de fête,Mon paradis c'est Paris.
Un parfum de bohême anime les faubourgs,On s'encanaille on s'aime, et jusqu'au petit jour,Belles Gueules et garçonnes, poètes et dandysOn ne refuse personne, pourvu qu'on aime la vie !

English translation :

MON PARADIS
My paradise is ParisEven on grey daysFrom the banks of the Marne to the rue de RivoliA festive tune floats on the airMy paradise is Paris
A scent of bohemia perfumes suburbsWe take chances, we make love till the first lights of dawnHandsome chaps and flappers, poets and dandiesAll welcome, so long as they are lovers of life

Je n’ai que ton amourPour baigner de douceurLa fuite de nos joursOublier nos malheurs.Cette route insensée
Epuise notre sangPourquoi vivre accabléLorsque l’on s’aime tant
Je n’ai que ton amourPour enflammer ma vieDans ta force infinieJe me love sans détourTu réchauffe mon cœurApaise mon chagrinPourquoi tout ce bonheur
Aurait-il une fin
Je n’ai que ton amourDans mon sang dans ma chairEt ma gorge se serreAttendant ton retourDes automnes durant.Le bois mort de nos viesCouvrira nos printemps
Et nos amours finis

English translation :

I’ve only got your love
I’ve only got your loveTo sweetly batheThe passing of our daysTo forget our unhappinessThis road without senseDrains us of blood,Why live despondentWhen we

love each other so much
I’ve only got your loveto light up my lifeI unhesitatingly bury myself
In your infinite strengthYou recandle my heaertSweeten my sadnessWhy must all this happinessCome to an end
I’ve only got your loveIn my flesh and bloodAnd the tears well upAwaiting your returnFor so many autumnsThe dead wood of our livesWill cover our springtimesAnd our lost love

ERNESTO
Povero Ernesto!
Dallo zio scacciato,
da tutti abbandonato,
mi restava un amico,
e un coperto nemico
discopro in lui,
che a' danni miei congiura.
Perder Norina, oh Dio!
Ben feci a lei
d'esprimere in un foglio i sensi miei.
Ora in altra contrada
i giorni grami a trascinar si vada.

Cercherò lontana terra
dove gemer sconosciuto,
là vivrò col cuore in guerra
deplorando il ben perduto.
Ma nè sorte a me nemica,
ne frapposti monti e mar,
ti potranno, dolce amica,
dal mio core cancellar.
E se fia che ad altro oggetto
tu rivolga un giorno il core,
se mai fia che un nuovo affetto
spenga in te l'antico ardore,
non temer che un infelice
te spergiura accusi al ciel;
se tu sei, ben mio, felice,
sarà pago il tuo fedel.
parte

Sitting on my ownWaiting for your callNo one else to phoneI miss youI miss you
And I hate the wayMy heart would breakEvery time I watch you walk away
And that’ll never changeUntil the day that I die
You left me in the coldIt rained outside your homeHow was I to knowI’d miss youI miss you
I wish that you were nearBut you're there with him, not hereI’m all out of tears
I miss youI miss you
And I hate the wayMy heart would breakEvery time I watch you walk away
And that’ll never changeUntil the day that I dieAnd I love the wayYou look todayYou do it every timeSomehow, you look even better when you’re not mineSomehow, you look even better when you’re not mineSomehow, you look even better when you’re not mine

Like a man who’s got nothing left to loseNot a penny but everything to proveLike a man on the edgeWho wishes that she had never left
Running in a circle to tie up ends still looseTryna pull his neck from out the nooseAnd win back her respectBut he’s not looking his best
When it all breaks downIt all breaks down, downDown
He can’t bare to consider someone newWhiskey and cigarettes won’t see him throughSays that he’s got a planHolding on as tight as he can
She played him for a foolBut he taught her toShe’s only ever happy
When it all breaks downIt all breaks down, downDown
She was trouble from the very startShe had a knack of tearing hearts apartNo one knows where it endsHe’s tryna not be nobody’s friend
And it all breaks downIt all breaks down, downDown