Friday, May 4, 2012

i love paris

Every time I look down on, this timeless town
Whether blue or gray be her skies
Whether loud be her cheers or whether soft be her tears
More and more do I realize that

I love Paris in the spring time

I love Paris in the fall
I love Paris in the summer when it sizzles
I love Paris in the winter when it drizzles

I love Paris every moment

Every moment of the year
I love Paris
Why, oh, why do I love Paris?
Because my love is here

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