Before Sunset
Alondra Bentley
It was a wet and breezy evening in winter
Their love began like a chanson d'amour
They went to Sacre Coeur and to Montmartre
And peeked inside the Moulin Rouge
They looked into each other's eyes with excitement
With the bells ringing in Notre Dame
Got lost inside a pond with Blue Water Lilies
Walked down the Champs Élysées holding hands
Oh! That magic trip in high school
Seems to be just like a made up dream
I ask my sister: Tell me what would happen
If you could only get in touch with him'
It was a wet but pleasant evening in summer
They met again in Barcelona this time
Not a single thing had changed between them
After fourteen years time.