Paris
Katryna Nields Lyrics
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And I spent the day in a sidewalk café writing
I wrote thirty postcards all to you and every one said
'Having a good time, wish you were here'
I was supposed to meet Maria, but we got our signal crossed
So I walked along the Rive Gauche multiplying
I bought raspberries and the Daily News
I hope it works, it'll have to
And I dreamed last night
Of how the moonlight shines in your old room
And the fight that put me on this flight that brought me here
With no one to talk to
I took myself to the cinema and mostly closed my eyes
But every now and then I paid attention
And every now and then there was a word I understood
I got the joke and that's enough for today
And I dreamed last night
Of how the moonlight shines in your old room
And the fight that put me on this flight that brought me here
With no one to talk to
I took myself to the cinema and mostly closed my eyes
But every now and then I paid attention
And every now and then there was a word I understood
I got the joke and I wrote it down and put it
On a postcard and sent it to you
Katryna Nields’ song “Paris” speaks of a heartbroken protagonist who takes a plane to Paris to find solace and forget the pain of a past relationship. The lyrics start with the singer writing postcards in a café, trying to tell their loved ones how much they miss them. However, they seem to be merely going through the motions, trying to make an effort in their emotional state. The singer's plans were to meet a woman named Maria, but they got their signals crossed and end up wandering along the Rive Gauche, creating some happy memories of the city streets. They purchase raspberries, a newspaper, and something from home to make their significant other happy, still committed to salvaging the relationship, even thousands of miles away.
The lyrics of the song call attention to the singer's lonely state, and they echo throughout the song with repetitions of "with no one to talk to." Despite being in one of the most romantic cities in the world, the singer is entirely alone and appears to be having trouble connecting with the surroundings.
The song's last verse hints at the singer's struggle with the French language, trying to find meaning in the cinema, even managing to understand a few French jokes. The joke stood out enough to them to write it down and send it home to their loved ones, a true gesture of a person searching for ways to connect with others, even if it has to be through odd means of communication.
Line by Line Meaning
I took a plane to Paris to remind me what I've lost
I traveled to Paris to reflect on what I've lost.
And I spent the day in a sidewalk café writing
I spent the day in a café on the street writing.
I wrote thirty postcards all to you and every one said / 'Having a good time, wish you were here'
I wrote thirty postcards to you, all saying 'Having a good time, wish you were here.'
I was supposed to meet Maria, but we got our signal crossed / So I walked along the Rive Gauche multiplying / I bought raspberries and the Daily News / And something to take home to make you happy / I hope it works, it'll have to
I was supposed to meet Maria, but we miscommunicated, so I walked along the Rive Gauche, bought raspberries, the Daily News, and something to bring home to make you happy, although I'm not sure if it will work.
And I dreamed last night / Of how the moonlight shines in your old room / And the fight that put me on this flight that brought me here / With no one to talk to
Last night, I dreamt of how the moonlight shines in your old room, and the argument that triggered my decision to come here, where I have no one to talk to.
I took myself to the cinema and mostly closed my eyes / But every now and then I paid attention / And every now and then there was a word I understood / I got the joke and that's enough for today
I went to the cinema alone and mostly closed my eyes, but occasionally I paid attention and understood some of the jokes, which was enough for me today.
I got the joke and I wrote it down and put it / On a postcard and sent it to you
When I got a joke, I wrote it down, put it on a postcard, and mailed it to you.
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Written by: NERISSA NIELDS
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