My Madeleine of Paris
She'll laugh and dance and sing
To cheer the weary soldier
At his homecoming.
A little room together,
An hour of love to spend.
"Comme ça, your arms around me,"
Oh, mon ami, my friend.
But she, how she remembers
That other love and joy.
The first, the best,
The dearest tired soldier boy.
A narrow room alone now,
Rain on the roof above
And he will sleep forever,
Oh, mon ami, my love.