Saturday, April 3, 2010

April In Paris: Ella


Yip Harburg wrote the lyrics to this song without ever being in Paris
I never knew the charm of spring
I never met it face to face
I never knew my heart could sing
I never missed a warm embrace
Till April in Paris, chestnuts in blossom
Holiday tables under the trees
April in Paris, this is a feeling 
That no one can ever reprise
I never knew the charm of spring
I never met it face to face
I never knew my heart could sing
I never missed a warm embrace 
Till April in Paris
Whom can I run to
What have you done to my heart

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