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#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------#
#This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the #
#song. You may only use this file for private study scholarship or research. #
#------------------------------------------------------------------------------##
From: [email protected]
Well here is a simple version of a guitar arrangement
of the song "A Rainy Night In Paris" from the album
"At Then End Of A Perfect Day" by Chris de Burgh.
This original song features a piano and a saxophone.
This arrangement may be used as a main frame without much
difficulty to which you can add your own variations.
If you're interested in CdB's songs you can reach me
Have fun...
Pat.
# A Rainy Night In Paris
# Chris de Burgh
# From the album : At The end Of A Perfect Day
The intro is also the main theme.
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The verse is the main theme twice
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The conclusion is a variation on the main theme.
It's a rainy night in Paris
And the harbour lights are low.
He must leave his love in Paris
Before the winter snow.
On a lonely street in Paris
He held her close to say
" We'll meet again in Paris
When there are flowers on the Champs-Elysees. "
" How long " she said " How long
And will your love be strong ?
When you're across the sea
Will your love remember me ? "
Then she gave him words to turn to
When the winter nights were long.
" Nous serons encore amoureux
Avec les couleurs du printemps. "
" And then " she said " And then
Our love will grow again. "
Ah but in her eyes he sees
Her words of love are only words to please.
And now the lights of Paris
Grow dim and fade away.
And I know by the light of Paris
I will never see her again.
(moins de barrés)