There we met and there we parted
By the lovely river Seine
Two young lovers broken hearted
For we knew we'd loved in vain
And though years may go
Someday I know
She'll come to Paris again
And I'll find her where I lost her
By the lovely river Seine.
The Seine is adventurous
From Châtillon to Méry,
And her traveling mood
Strolls across the country...
She becomes languorous
From Juvisy to Choisy
To approach, the happy soul,
The lover she has chosen!
She coos, flows, flows
As soon as she enters Paris!
br/>She winds, rolls, rolls
Around her flowery quays!
She sings, sings, sings, sings,
Sings day and night,
Because the Seine is a lover
And her lover is Paris!