The Boulevard Montmartre at Night

The Boulevard Montmartre at Night
Form: Ballade Royale

The Paris streets sparkle on a rainy night
Yet the same streets that we wandered all day
Taking in every magical sight
Through history and art we found our way
And now we are here at the close of day
In endless reflections of lights aglow
The art is calling wherever we go

The city of romance is ours tonight
But we’ll not go far from the artist’s café
Of cigarette smoke and blue orbs of light
A glass of red wine hears all that we say
And the rain falls at the end of the day
As we watch the water gather and flow
The art is calling wherever we go

Tomorrow Le Louvre’s classical might
Is there a better place for us to stay
For art and romance by a candle’s light
The Pissarro print bought while on the way
Tonight we have time for a little play
To catch the last chance late night show
The art is calling wherever we go

It’s too early to call it for the night
From Montmartre to Moulin Rouge we stray
To watch the girls dance in a pure delight
And our hotel isn’t too far away
For we know we can’t do it all today
When sleep tells us to wait for tomorrow
The art is calling wherever we go