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Till april in paris, chestnuts in blossom |
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Holiday tables under the trees |
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April in paris, this is a feeling |
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That no one can ever reprise |
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I never knew the charm of spring |
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I never met it face to face |
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I never new my heart could sing |
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I never missed a warm embrace |
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Till april in paris |
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Whom can I run to |
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What have you done to my heart |
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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 |
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Whom can I run to |
|
What have you done to my heart |
