Paris Returned from My Childhood Today

Paris returned from my childhood today.
Sitting in this French café, mes parents here
Hearing Montand and Piaf in the sunshine ray,
In an inner Paris of memories, yet no tear.

Here with me, they sit, space and time stand still.
My café au lait, with life has its fill.
While in reverie, the waiter brings me the bill.
I traveled the ocean to Paris from the window sill.

Rue Raynouard , Trocadero, mon park, ma maison
In childhood with my family I roam.
Grand-papa walks with me and grand-mère awaits me;
A croissant melts in my mouth with tea

Ma mère sings her song “Dans un petit café”,
As mon papa and oncle with me tarry.