Gone and got the blues in Paris,

Paris blues called Azure-te.

How can I be blue in Paris?

Easy, 'cause you're far away.

Can't lose this blues,

This Azure-te.

Moments, springtime, Eiffel Tower,

Funny taxes, kids at play.

Paris without you is lonesome,

Yearning more and more each day.

Can't lose this blues,

This Azure-te.

~interlude~

If you knew how much I need you,

You'd come back to me to stay.

Having you with me in Paris

Really is the only way

To lose this blues,

This Azure-te.

Can't lose this blues,

This Azure-te.