We all have our own way to live our lives
Some look out for it, some flee from it

I am one of those who admire it slowly
Who gives it time, quite patiently

It’s always when it’s sunny that we miss the rain
This freshness on the skin, so persistent

And I admit
I miss my family
I miss my friends

And Paris is not the same since I left
It’s been so long
So long

When I was a kid I acted so tough
I wanted to live through love and lust

But little by little I learned that the most beautiful of lives
Are the ones that are modеst, and honest also

And it's at the beginning of night that wе feel the least confident
Yet we can move forward, we just need to believe
And I admit
I miss the bistros
I miss the promenades

And Paris is not the same since I left
It’s been so long
So long
So long