Lyrics:

Pd… (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)

Pd… A small cafe, Mam'selle
Our rendezvous, Mam'selle
The violins were warm and sweet
And so were you Mam'selle.

Pd… 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

Pd… And yet I know too well
Some day you ll say goodbye
Then violins will cry
And so will I, Mam'selle.

Pd… The violins were warm and sweet
And so were you, Mam'selle

Pd… Your lovely eyes seemed to sparkle
Just like wine does
No heart ever yearned the way mine does
for you

Pd… And yet I know too well
Some day you'll say goodbye
Then violins will cry
And so will I, Mam'selle

xx

Pd… (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)…Pd.
…Pd…