Written by Joe Dassin. Joe was born in New York City to American film noir director Jules Dassin and Béatrice Launer, a Hungarian virtuoso violinist. He began his childhood first in New York City and Los Angeles. However, after his father became a victim of McCarthyism, he and his family moved from place to place across Europe.

Translated lyrics:

I was strolling on the Avenue, my heart open to the unknown.
I wanted to say hello to anyone, and it was to you
I said not much of anything.
It was enough to talk to you to make a connection.

At the Champs-Elysées, at the Champs-Elysées
In the sun, in the rain
At midday or at midnight
There is everything you want at the Champs-Elysées.

You told me you had a date in a cellar with crazy friends
who live with guitar in hand from night to morning.
So I went with you.
We sang, we danced, and neither of us thought of kissing.

Refrain

Last night two strangers
this morning on the avenue, two people in love, tired
from the long night.
From the Place de l'Etoile to the Concorde
an orchestra of a thousand chords;
all the birds of daybreak singing of love