[Spoken:] A young man goes to Paris Aas every young man should There's something in the air of France That does a young man good
Ah! les fraises et les framboises Et les bon vins que nous avons bus La la la la la la la la la la la la la Raspberries, strawberries The good wines we brew Here's to the girls of the countryside The ones we drink 'em to
[Spoken:] Paris nights are warm and fair The summer winds are soft A young man finds the face of love In every field and loft (In every field and loft)
Ah! les fraises et les framboises Et les bon vins que nous avons bus La la la la la la la la la la la la la Raspberries, strawberries The good wines we brew Here's to the girls of the countryside The ones we drink 'em to
[Spoken:] An old man returns to Paris As ev'ry old man must He finds the winter winds blow cold His dreams have turned to dust (His dreams have turned to dust) (His dreams have turned to dust)
Ah! les fraises et les framboises Et les bon vins que nous avons bus La la la la la la la la la la la la la Raspberries, strawberries The good wines we brew Here's to the girls of the countryside Whom we must bid adieuTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
