April in Paris, who can I run to?
What have you done to my heart?
April in Paris, chestnuts is blossom
Holiday tables under the trees
April in Paris, this is the feeling
No one can ever reprise
I'd never know the charm of spring
Never met it face to face
I never knew my heart could sing
Never miss the warm embrace 'till
April in Paris, who can I run to?
What have you done to my heart
I never knew the charm of spring
Never met it face to face
I never knew my heart could sing
Never miss the warm embrace 'till
April in Paris, who can I run to?
What have you done to my heart
My heart, my heart
Cuore mio
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