C173

"The sky of Paris, the secret of his heart, he has loved ever since the twentieth century, when St. Louis was revealed, when she smiled at him, he wore an azure blue, when the sky of Paris was full of rain, when he was sad and depressed, he was jealous, millions of lovers, when he howled with thunder, the storm was raging, but the sky of Paris, with its frosty face, would not last long