All of the boys and the girls here, in Paris.
Sing to the night without sight, but with madness.
My heart is yearning, but Paris is burning.
Paris is burning all night long.
My heart is dreaming, but Paris is screaming.
Paris is screaming all night long.
I've lost my way, its hard to find it through.
I see the night, but im lost outside of you.
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