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