Les grands boulevards [English translation]

I like to stroll on the big boulevards

There's so much, so much

So much to see

We only have to choose at random

We did ampules

To zigzag amongst the crowd

I like houses and the general shops

The display windows and the lotteries

And the chatty street pedlar

Who, you, debits their lies

That has passed the time

And we forget his depression

I'm not worth millions

I'm a tour organizer for Citroen

I can't pay me absent-mindness

Every day of the week

Me as well, I have my little obssessions

That will give me pleasure and cost nothing

Also, soon work is finished

I line up between the Saint-Denis door

And the Boulevard for Italians.

I like to stroll on the big boulevards

There's so much, so much

So much to see

We have seen the big days of hope

The days of anger

That will go out to the working class

There vibrates the heart of Paris

Always raging, sometimes rebellious

With its songs, its shouts

And of pretty story moments

Are written everywhere in long

Of our big boulevards

I like to stroll on the big boulevards

The summer evenings when everyone

Likes go to bed late

We have chances to see

Two Angelic eyes

That we've followed up to the Republic

Then I meet my small hotel

My room where the winodw gives

On a sky corner

Where I reach out like a name

All the rumours, all the glimmers

Of the enchanting world

The big boulevards

• Artist:Yves Montand