Paris is still burning with the flames of wasted youth
But in the fields of Flanders, the poppies cry the truth
Paris is still burning, but the prostitutes stay honest
It was a savage Messiah that lit the burning fire

Paris is still burning. Paris is still burning

When I speak to you I don't see friends or foe
When I cry for you, how can you see my tears ?
So please listen to my shadow. Paris is still burning
But I'm freezing without warmth and my confidence in liberty
Has escaped without a trace; without a trace

Paris is still burning. Paris is still burning

Not even the river Seine can dampen my belief
That forevermore we just hold our tongues
The flames get bigger by the hour, but we stand still
We've got tomorrow's gift of genius : atomic power

Paris is still burning. Paris is still burning

Oh my city will you burn forever more ?
Or will the rainy days have a solution
Maybe we can live on your pollution
I know I'm just another number ready to be forgotten
But to remember is not good enough
You're supposed to be so modern, well I don't want to be forgotten

Paris is still burning. Paris is still burning

So let the poppies grow and let the children know
Paris is still burning
So let the poppies grow and let the children know
Paris is still burning
Paris is still burning. Paris is still burning