Текст песни Вика Цыганова - Ах, Париж, ты не спиши, и я не сплю.

You look somewhere in the sky and mysteriously silent
I know: you again dreamed fabulous Paris
Coast calm Seine, Champs Elysees
Heart asks for change, you're tired, I'm tired

And in Paris, the night like coffee is fragrant and strong
Blue Clouds are sleeping on the Eiffel Tower
Elegant cars break this silence.
So lives the night life I have not seen Paris

Oh, Paris, Paris, Paris
I do not sleep, and you do not sleep
And to the sound of quiet Seine
You tell me about love.

Oh, Paris, Paris, Paris
I do not sleep, and you do not sleep
And to the sound of quiet Seine
You tell me about love.

Tomorrow rain seems to be slush again, vanity
One hundred cares and that your Paris is just a childhood dream
Belated rains fly from sloping roofs
The day will pass, and at night again travel to Paris

And in Paris, everything is in a fog of love and spring
And romantic dreams fly over the houses
There in a cafe near the quiet Seine you sit at a table
You and me, two cups of coffee, cigarettes and Paris

Oh, Paris, Paris, Paris
I do not sleep, and you do not sleep
And to the sound of quiet Seine
You tell me about love.

Oh, Paris, Paris, Paris
I do not sleep, and you do not sleep
And to the sound of quiet Seine
You tell me about love.