It was Montmartre It was midnight Come to think of it It was spring There was music I was listening Then in the room somewhere someone began to sing
This serenade made for remembering
A small cafe, Mam´selle Our rendezvous, Mam´selle The violins were warm and sweet And so were you, Mam´selle And as the night danced by A kiss became a sigh Your lovely eyes seemed to sparkle Just like wine does No heart ever yearned the way mine does for you And yet I know too well Some day you´ll say goodbye Then violins will cry And so will I, Mam´selle
A small cafe, Mam´selle Our rendezvous, Mam´selle
The violins were warm and sweet And so were you, Mam´selle And as the night danced by A kiss became a sigh Your lovely eyes seemed to sparkle Just like wine does No heart ever yearned the way mine does for you And yet I know too well Some day you´ll say goodbye Then violins will cry And so will I, Mam´selle