As I sit by myself at this smoky old bar
My thoughts gather up and I gaze at the stars
History tells what this city has seen
In thousands of movies, you've been on the screen
Well, well, on my French holiday
The Eagles of Death Metal, they were playing Le Bataclan
The music was loud but this evening was damned
Insanity and chaos, a crack in the wall
A study of violence, humanities fall
I sing my song for you
A waltz for Paris
Your soul is ready to fly
A waltz for Paris
At the end of the day
The spirit will never die
Well, you've had to face both pleasure and pain
Rebellion and lust and blood spilled in vain
And time will foretell 'bout the future to come
And what have we learned of this damage done
On my way from my French holiday
The German tanks came rolling, no one could believe their eyes
The world was at stake in the war of our times
But nothing has really changed, still we stand here on the edge
But Paris, oh Paris, your beauty is clear
So live on without fear
A waltz for Paris
Your soul is ready to fly
A waltz for Paris
At the end of the day
Your spirit won't die
A waltz for Paris
Your soul is ready to fly
A waltz for Paris
At the end of the day
The spirit will never die
As I sit by myself at this smoky old bar
My thoughts gather up and I gaze at the stars
History tells what this city has seen
In thousands of movies, you've been on the screen
Well, well, on my last holiday
I sing
A waltz for Paris
Your soul is ready to fly
A waltz for Paris
At the end of the day
Your spirit won't die
A waltz for Paris
Your soul is ready to fly
A waltz for Paris
At the end of the day
The spirit will never die