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 soft be her tears,

More and more do I realize:I love Paris in the springtime.

I love Paris in the fall.

I love Paris in the winter when it drizzles,

I love Paris in the summer when it sizzles.I love Paris every moment,

Every moment of the year.

I love Paris, why, oh why do I love Paris?

Because my love is near.