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Refrain: Paris in France, that is the place, where i was born, a long time ago, sometimes, i come, to rediscover, pieces of life and memories.
At the same place, there is the church, where Dad and I, spent our sundays. In a small street, our house is still there, it seems to me, hearing Mummy;.... She\'s telling me, as by the past, same old stories, about Paris; and i remain, my Grand-father, with just his bike, across the streets. So many tales, just enough to, always love the place, where i come from, Paris in france. !
When the bell rings, in the school where i grew up, i retain, the innocent look i gave, under every skirt i viewed; and also, the lines on the black board. I\'m in front of the gate, the same old rusty gate, as noisy as by the past,......then... i walk through the door and say :
Refrain: Paris in France, that is the place, where i was born, a long time ago, sometimes, i come, to rediscover, pieces of life and memories.
I remember, the train station, so many smiles, and not so many tears; i\'m still hearing, every cry of joy, a few loving words and rendez-vous ! I\'m not crying, but in my eyes and in my mind, there\'s memories, never forget : Christmas evenings : a lot of snow and happiness; i remember, so many tales, just enough to, always love the place, where i come from : Paris in France !!!