Testo Mam'selle

A small cafe, Mam'selle; a rendezvous, Mam'selle. The violins were warm and sweet And so were you, Mam'selle. And as the night danced by Your kiss became a sigh. Your lovely eyes seemed to sparkle just as wine does. No heart ever yearned as much as mine does for you. And yet I know, Mamselle Some day you'll say "Goodbye" Then violins will cry, and so will I Mam'selle.