The last time I saw Paris Her heart was warm and gray I heard the laughter of her heart in every street cafe The last time I saw Paris Her trees were dressed for spring And lovers walked beneath those trees And birds found songs to sing I dodged the same old taxicabs that I had dodged for years The chorus of the squeaky horns was music to my ears The last time I saw Paris Her heart was warm and gay No matter how they changed her I'll remember her that way The chorus of the squeaky horns was music to my ears The last time I saw Paris Her heart was warm and gay No matter how they change her I'll remember her that way，Paris
[00:08.26]The last time I saw Paris [00:13.25]Her heart was warm and gray [00:17.77]I heard the laughter of her heart in every street cafe [00:26.78]The last time I saw Paris [00:31.40]Her trees were dressed for spring [00:35.77]And lovers walked beneath those trees [00:40.59]And birds found songs to sing [00:44.71]I dodged the same old taxicabs that I had dodged for years [00:53.34]The chorus of the squeaky horns was music to my ears [01:02.69]The last time I saw Paris [01:06.58]Her heart was warm and gay [01:10.84]No matter how they changed her [01:15.45]I'll remember her that way [01:39.03]The chorus of the squeaky horns was music to my ears [02:00.44]The last time I saw Paris [02:04.15]Her heart was warm and gay [02:08.73]No matter how they change her [02:15.20]I'll remember her that way，Paris
