[ENSEMBLE]
Paris, city of light
City of refugees
Arriving here overnight
The aristocracy

Gone, the past, the plans
Gone, the servants, the lands
Gone with the setting sun
Daybreak over Paris
And it's time to move on

[TAMARA]
It’s the ugliest, beautiful city
I've ever seen

[TADEUSZ]
What did you do to get me out?

[TAMARA, spoken]
Nothing, Tadeusz, I gave them a few jewels

[TADEUSZ]
What did you do to get me out?

[TAMARA, spoken]
And that's the last of it. I sold my last necklace for the rent
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