Текст песни April In Paris - Ray Conniff and His Orchestra

Writers: harburgduke
I never knew the charm of spring
I never met it face to face
I never new 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 new 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