April in Paris Songtext
von Mario Lanza, [orchestra], Ray Sinatra

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