Till April in Paris chestnuts in blossom

Holiday tables under the trees

April in Paris this is a feeling

No one can ever reprise

I never knew the charm of spring

Never met it face to face

I never knew my heart could sing

Never missed a warm embrace

Till April in Paris

Whom can I run to

What have you done to my heart

April in Paris

Whom can I run to

What have you done to my heart