April In Paris

Moacyr Silva

Compositor: E.Y. Yip Harburg / Vernon Duke

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 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 new 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

I never new my heart could sing
I never missed a warm embrace

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 new 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


Till april in paris
Whom can I run to
What have you done to my heart