Lyrics:

When I walk down boulovard Saint Michel
I still feel those lips that ki_ed me farewell
In a Bohemian room at Monte Martre
We discu_ed Pica_o
Jean-Paul Sartre

Je_ica love
I'm feealing so sad
'Cause the dreams that we had
In seventy-six
They are gone

Champs-Elysies in a street cafe
We smoked Gitanes
And drank red wine
Like in a book of Hemingway
For ever and ever never to stay

Je_ica love
I'm feeling so sad
'Cause the dreams that we had
In seventy-six
They are gone

Farewell my jolie
Good-bye my sweet memory of Paris

Je_ica love
I'm fealing so sad
'Cause the dreams that we had
In seventy-six
They are gene

When I walk down boulavard Saint Michel
I still feel those lips that ki_ed me farewell
In a bohemian room at Monte Martre
We discu_ed Pica_o
Jean-Panl Sartre

Je_ica love
I'm fealing so sad
'Cause the dreams that we had
In soventy-six
They are gone

Je_ica love
I'm feeling so sad
Je_ica love
The dreams that we had
Je_ica love

Oh, Je_ica love