Paris

“Paris,” a musical composition by Pinto Picasso, features a solo violinist accompanied by a string ensemble as backing vocals. The saxophone family performs prominent lead guitar lines, while the rest of the orchestra provides support and embellishments to the musical arrangement.

“Paris” becomes more than a heartbreak anthem—it’s a story of resilience, growth, and the search for new meaning after love is lost. Carrying only the remnants of a broken heart, the narrator sets out to rediscover the joy and color of life, chasing a kiss that “tastes like Paris”—a metaphor for the depth of connection that once made everything feel vivid and alive. Though the magic of that past moment remains unmatched, the longing fuels a journey through art, beauty, and adventure, not to dwell in sorrow but to spark something new. In the end, “Paris” becomes a song of transformation—a reminder that while some memories are irreplaceable, the world still holds endless promise, and the hope of a new ember to rekindle the soul.

This song was the last to be written before "Ember" and "Ash" were released. It has hints of what is to come in upcoming albums and has the understanding from the experience in writing and performing these albums.

Original Lyrics

Verse 1

Tengo un boleto sin regreso hacia el olvido reservado
A nombre del hombre que alguna vez te amó
No llevo mucho en mi equipaje voy liviano
Pues solamente cargo un roto corazón
Y cada estampa pegada a mi pasaporte
Marca el espacio que aumenta entre los dos
Voy navegando con mi brújula hacia el norte
Y tu recuerdo va en opuesta dirección
Chorus 1
Buscando un beso que me sepa a Paris
Una figura como obra de arte
Labios que puedan levantar mi sonrisa caída
Una mirada que me ayude a olvidarte
Una diosa de Athenas, una reina del Cairo
Algo que endulce el sabor de lo amargo
Como aquel beso que me diste en Paris
Una aventura que me ayude a olvidarte
Verse 2
Juro que ya perdi la cuenta de kilómetros viajados
No existe un mapa con mi localización
Desde Toledo a Buenos Aires y las viñas de Santiago
Aun no, he logrado encontrar un color que devuelva vida
Como aurora borealis
Hoy me toca explorar
Por el mundo viajar todavía
Seguiré buscando oh

Chorus 2 & 3

Buscando un beso que me sepa a Paris
Una figura como obra de arte
Labios que puedan levantar mi sonrisa caída
Una mirada que me ayude a olvidarte
Una diosa de Athenas, una reina del Cairo
Algo que endulce el sabor de lo amargo
Como aquel beso que me diste en Paris
Una aventura que me ayude a olvidarte

Translated Lyrics

Verse 1

I have a ticket with no return to the reserved forgetfulness

In the name of the man who once loved you

I don't have much in my luggage, I'm light

Well, I only carry a broken heart

And every stamp stuck to my passport

Mark the space that increases between the two

I'm sailing with my compass to the north

And your memory goes in the opposite direction

Chorus 1

Looking for a kiss that tastes like Paris

A figure as a work of art

Lips that can lift my fallen smile

A look that helps me forget you

A goddess of Athenas, a queen of Cairo

Something that sweetens the taste of the bitter

Like that kiss you gave me in Paris

An adventure that will help me forget you

Verse 2

I swear I've already lost count of kilometers traveled

There is no map with my location

From Toledo to Buenos Aires and the vineyards of Santiago

Not yet, I've managed to find a color that brings life back

Like aurora borealis

Today it's my turn to explore

Around the world still traveling

I'll keep looking oh