Maybe when I drive past ,
Rude word and you 'll remember -
You do , my old favorite,
Changed the name and country.
Maybe when I see you ,
Newly born here ,
Flash and my love of Paris ,
As you for a few minutes .
Chorus:
A Paris , but in Paris
Dim lights and slush
Their cold, their sad ,
useless light.
A Paris , but in Paris
Pigeons fly below
Those that were in the blue sky
Our years with you .
On the cold surface of a white lily
You did not take the light of day .
Maybe once and loved you ,
May have been happy with me ?
And now you , like a lantern in the darkness ,
Shines dimly aposticha my delirium,
And in the non-Russian dog
In the non-Russian after you LH .
Chorus:
A Paris , but in Paris
Dim lights and slush
Their cold, their sad ,
useless light.
A Paris , but in Paris
Pigeons fly below
Those that were in the blue sky
Our years with you .
But in light of this useless ,
Barefoot huddling in mid-winter ,
Of course, you think of summer,
Where once we were dismissed .
Where would miss each other in the sky
Clouds , white cables ,
And fall to the ground as in the saucer ,
Beloyu Fluff with poplars.
Chorus:
A Paris , but in Paris
Dim lights and slush
Their cold, their sad ,
useless light.
A Paris , but in Paris
Pigeons fly below
Those that were in the blue sky
Our years with you .