Paris est une fête [English translation]

Not returning to this evening, looking in the lives of the faces

Doesn't matter where the light and the way

of the living people, the music and the songs

in the bars leaving exaggerated tips

Not returning to this evening, get lost in the city

In the drunkeness of the moment simply being alive

Say to you tonight for once we love the people

Touching the unknown, loving the people passing by

The easy/light clothes but bulky (a fashion statement)

Feeling naked and burning nontheless

In the windows of the cars, the songs of the party

Looking for a facade, the hand on the zipper

On the Batignolles, the lighthouses of cars

Looking for love in strange places

Where he can burn again,

hanging out in the dress of the evening

On the great boulevards in front of the house of Boris Vian

And Paris is a party but the party is over, but the party is over

Paris is a party but the party is over, but the party is over

Paris is a party

Not returning to this evening, the charming that are looking

Like a piece of a museum, a sort rare to pin

Not returning to this evening, run into the last partyanimals who will hide themselves

Honk you and call them queers

say that you have dreams, sleeping on the pavement, having been knocked down

in the windows of the cars, the songs of the party

looking for love in the strange corners

where he can burn again

hanging out in the dress of the evening

on the great boulevards in front of the house of Boris Vian

Paris is a party but the party is over, but the party is over, but the party is over

Paris is aparty, but the party is over, but the party is over, but the party is over

Paris is a party but the party is over, but the party is over, but the party is over

Paris is a party

• Artist:Raphaël (France)
• Album:Anticyclone (2017)