Amelie:
5 PM.
Montmartre Carousel.
Bring five francs.
Chorus:
5 PM.
Montmartre Carousel.
Bring five francs.
Amelie and Chorus:
5 PM.
Montmartre Carousel.
Bring five francs.
Amelie:
Here, on a hill,
there sits a great cathedral.
Where I've left a trail,
but it only goes so far.
Here I can keep him moving forward,
and keep things as they were.
Halfway to love, and just close enough,
to Sacre-Coeur.
I know my heart
is speaking with a murmur.
Making the sound
that only I can hear.
All I can manage is a whisper
of this heartbeat wrapped inside.
Here in this place,
Grant me the grace
To be amplified.
Chorus:
Ah ah ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah!
Nino:
[Spoken]
Wait! Stay there! Stay put!
Chorus:
Ah ah ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah!
Amelie:
I could stay right here,
and let it all go wrong.
Just stand right here,
I mean, what the hell
Have I been doing all along.
Maybe I can try and stay.
Just stand right here...
Here he comes,
Screw that!
Run away!