The Last Time I Saw Paris

Her heart was warm and gay

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 had songs to sing

I dodged the same old taxicabs

最后一次我看见巴黎

她的内心温暖且欣喜

我在每一个街头咖啡馆都能听到她内心的笑声

我最后一次看见巴黎

她依然着春装

恋人从树下走过

小鸟唱着歌

我躲开了依然老旧的出租车

That I had dodged for years

The chorus of the squeaky horns

Was music to my ears

Oh the last time I saw Paris

Her heart was warm and gay

No matter how they changed her

I’ll remember her that way

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

I’ll remember her that way

这些年来一直如此

吱吱作响的喇叭像是在合唱

音乐进入我耳中

哦，最后一次看见巴黎

她的内心温暖且欣喜

无论人们怎样改造她

我会记得她的样子

我躲开了依然老旧的出租车

这些年来一直如此

吱吱作响的喇叭像是在合唱

音乐进入我耳中

哦，最后一次看见巴黎

她的内心温暖且欣喜

无论人们怎样改造她

我会记得她的样子

我会记得她的样子