They’re waiting for the springtime.
A city full of men that don’t sleep,
Under the light of neon light
Along its avenue, Champs-Élysées
All through the day and into the night,
There people from the entire universe meet on their paths.
Champs-Élysées
Under the gray Parisian skies,
She walks her head in the stars.
Her name echoes along my memory lane,
Like an unforgettable tune.
Along its avenue, Champs-Élysées
All through the day and into the night,
There people from the entire universe meet on their paths.
Champs-Élysées
Under the gray Parisian skies,
Her smile has made a man out of me
She has turned this dreamer into
One of those heroes of yesterday
Along its avenue, Champs-Élysées
All through the day and into the night,
There people from the entire universe meet on their paths.
Champs-Élysées
Champs-Élysées.