Marty Willson-Piper - St. Germain lyrics

In 1945 my dear

The Paris summer rain

Camus' thoughts were shining jewels

Floating down the Seine

St. Germain, St. Germain

The sun left diamonds in red wine

The beams sneaked through the trees

Life sometimes can be so kind

And then it's just disease

St. Germain, St. Germain

Like them I just can't believe

All the answers have gone

Try more decipher until

The cafe lights no longer on

No longer on

Argue out and find a clue

That throws out new light

Figure out what you must do

Then go home and write

C'est la meme chose pour moi cherie

Le flore aux deux magots

A Penser et ecrire aussi

Sous un ete chaud

St. Germain