Sunday, February 13, 2011

Paris, France 2011

Post mostly for my immediate family not at home and any Édith Piaf fans.  After the video starts, choose 720p quality and full screen to get a sharper video.

1 comment:

Big Myk said...

A young man goes to Paris,
as every young man should.
There's something in the air of France
that does a young man good.

Chorus: Ah! les fraises et les fromboises
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.

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.

(Chorus)

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 fromboises
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 adieu.