April in Paris
Billy May and his Orchestra & Frank Sinatra Lyrics
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Never met it face to face
I never knew my heart could sing
Never missed a warm embrace till
April in Paris
Chestnuts in blossom
Holiday tables
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
And I never knew my heart could sing
Never missed a warm embrace till
April in Paris
Whom can I run to?
What have you done to my heart?
The lyrics to Billy May and his Orchestra & Frank Sinatra's song April In Paris depict the singer's newfound appreciation for the season of spring and the city of Paris. The singer reveals that they have never before experienced the charm of spring, nor have they ever met it face to face. They also confess that they have never known the feeling of their heart singing or have ever missed a warm embrace. However, their perspective changes when they spend April in Paris, witnessing the chestnuts in blossom and the holiday tables under the trees. They describe this feeling as ineffable, something that can never be replicated.
The last stanza of the song reveals the singer's contemplation of what they should do now that they have experienced the magic of Paris in April. They ask whom can they run to, suggesting that they cannot go back to their old life or old way of thinking. It seems that they have been transformed by this experience and cannot un-see what they have seen. The singer ends with the question, "What have you done to my heart?" indicating that this experience has moved them deeply and has potentially opened up their heart to new feelings and perspectives.
Line by Line Meaning
I never knew the charm of spring
Before April in Paris, I had never understood the appeal of spring.
Never met it face to face
I had never seen spring in all its splendor before.
I never knew my heart could sing
I had never felt so euphoric before April in Paris.
Never missed a warm embrace till April in Paris
Prior to being in Paris in April, I had never longed for physical affection.
Chestnuts in blossom
In Paris during April, the trees bloom with sweet chestnuts.
Holiday tables under the trees
Tables for celebrations are set up outside under the trees.
This is a feeling that no one can ever reprise
This indescribable sensation of Paris in April is unique and cannot be replicated.
Whom can I run to? What have you done to my heart?
This overwhelming feeling has left me in search of someone to confide in, questioning the changes in my own heart.
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Written by: E. Y. Harburg, Vernon Duke
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