6 songs about the soul of Paris
In those dark times, it is more important than ever to prove the whole world why they should still come to visit us in Paris. After those obnoxious attempts, Paris rose as it always has. As Maurice Chevallier once sang, Paris will always be Paris / The most beautiful city in the world / Despite the deep shadow / Its burst of light cannot be darkened. Among many other choices, the six following songs will tell you something of the eternal soul of Paris. And they might give you the will to come back and discover or rediscover “La Ville Lumière”
Jacques Brel: Les prénoms de Paris
The rising sun
Caress the roofs
And this is Paris at day
Seine that walks
And her finger guiding me
And that’s always Paris
And my heart stops
On your heart smiling
Edith Piaf: sous le ciel de Paris
Under the sky of Paris
A sweet song flies away
She was born today
In a boy’s heart
Claude Nougaro: Paris, mai
And Paris I take you in my arms warmly
I press my chest on your jewels
I lay the dawn on your Tuileries
As the roses on a lady’s bed
Cora Vaucaire: La complainte de la butte
The stairs of the hill are hard to the needy
The wings of the mills protect lovers
Léo Ferré: Paname
Paname
Tonight I want to dance
Dance with your pavements
That the world is watching with its feet
Paname
You are beautiful you know under your lanterns
Or sometimes when you are dancing
In the arms of an accordion
Sarah Vaughan: April in Paris
Till April in Paris, chestnuts in blossom
Holiday tables under the trees
April in Paris, this is a feeling
That no one can ever reprise
I never knew the charm of spring
I never met it face to face
I never knew my heart could sing
I never missed a warm embrace
As a conclusion I would love to quote Louis Aragon in one of his most famous poems:
Where it is fine even in the midst of the storm
Where it is clear even in the middle of the night
The air is alcohol and the misfortune Courage
Through broken tiles hope still shines
And songs rise from the destroyed walls
Never extinguished rising from the ashes
Perpetual rant of the motherland
Point du Jour to Père Lachaise
This soft rose in August flowered again
People from the world this is the blood of Paris.
Didier Moinel Delalande is a Director at Hotel Mathurin.
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