Humming on Monday Morning

April in Paris
chestnuts in blossoms,
Holiday tables under the trees.
April in Paris
this is a feeling, no one can ever reprise.
I never knew the charm of spring,
never met it face to face.
I never knew my heart could sing,
never missed a warm embrace.
Til April in Paris,
whom can I run to?
What have you done to my heart.

This song has been performed by numerous singers,
but my favourite remains Ella Fitzgerald with Louis Armstrong’s version.


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