Mon beau Paris c’est toujours, Toi que J’aime, Paris Chéri

Ton chic naturel est resté le même. Te revoir qu’elle joie extrême

Dans mon coeur Vient de naître un grand bonheur Paris Chéri

Pour toujours C’est Toi mon amour – Joséphine Baker

“The last stars were shining on the whiteness of the Sacré-Coeur, while apuff pastry half-moon gen-tly rested behind the hill of Montmartre and the magic of dawn peeked through the dreamy rooftops of Paris. The viennoiseries were already spreading their dainty and delicious aroma along the sleeping boulevards and encircling the whole city in a lively and fragrant morning embrace.”