The last time I saw Paris
Her heart was warm and gay
I heard the laughter of her heart
In every street café.
The last time I saw Paris,
Her trees were dressed for Spring,
And lovers walked beneath those trees,
And birds found songs to sing...
The last time I saw Paris
Her heart was warm and gay.
No matter how they change her
I'll remember her that way.
-Oscar Hammerstein II
Her heart was warm and gay
I heard the laughter of her heart
In every street café.
The last time I saw Paris,
Her trees were dressed for Spring,
And lovers walked beneath those trees,
And birds found songs to sing...
The last time I saw Paris
Her heart was warm and gay.
No matter how they change her
I'll remember her that way.
-Oscar Hammerstein II
you're off to paris? we'll be so close but still a bit far. hope you have a wonderful summer!! <3 !
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