...evo cela pesma, pa nek ide zivot...ne znam engleski , al' mi se ipak nekako vrti ...
I remember Paris in '49.
The Champs Elysee, San Michelle
And old Beauolais wine.
And I recall that you were mine
In those Parisienne days.
Looking back at the photographs.
Those summerdays spent outside corner cafes.
Oh, I could write you paragraphs,
About my old Parisienne days...