April In Paris
Count Basie Lyrics


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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 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

Overall Meaning

The lyrics in Count Basie's song 'April in Paris' is about discovering the beauty of Spring for the first time, particularly in the city of Paris. The first stanza explains the persona's ignorance and lack of knowledge about Spring and its magic. The persona never experienced Spring's charm or encountered it personally. The persona also did not expect that his/her heart could sing, and he/she never missed the warmth and comfort that a hug could bring. The second stanza is where the song reaches its climax as the persona found himself/herself in Paris during Spring. The lyrics mention "chestnuts in blossom" and "holiday tables under the trees," most likely referring to the Parisian tradition of celebrating the arrival of Spring. The persona describes the feeling that cannot be replicated, which meant that the experience was unique and one-of-a-kind, and it touched the persona's heart to the point that he/she is left wondering "what have you done to my heart."


Overall, the song 'April in Paris' is a love letter to the romantic city of Paris during Spring. The lyrics express the persona's newfound love for Spring and the charm of Paris in that season. The song conveys the idea that Paris in Spring is a magical and unforgettable experience that can leave an indelible mark on one's life.


Line by Line Meaning

I never knew the charm of spring
I had never experienced the beauty of springtime.


I never met it face to face
I had never been physically present during springtime.


I never knew my heart could sing
I had never felt so happy and joyful before.


I never missed a warm embrace
I had never longed for someone to hold me close.


Till April in Paris, chestnuts in blossom
It wasn't until I experienced spring in Paris, with the sight of blooming chestnuts.


Holiday tables under the trees
With tables set beneath the trees for a holiday meal.


April in Paris, this is a feeling
April in Paris created an incomparable feeling.


That no one can ever reprise
A feeling that can never be replicated.


Till April in Paris
It wasn't until my experience in Paris.


Whom can I run to
Who can I turn to now?


What have you done to my heart
My heart has been completely captivated and forever changed by my experience in Paris.




Lyrics © MUSIC SALES CORPORATION, Universal Music Publishing Group, Tratore
Written by: E. Y. Harburg, Vernon Duke

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@ranranh.3365

Saw him live from the 5th row. He said to the band: "What do you think they want to hear now?". I said (too loud) "April in Paris". And he pointed at me, and then they played it. Unforgettable. I was permanently marked.

@SuperBC10

Wow! Thanks for sharing that. Just think - even if the great man himself had forgot that over time, his subconscious would have YOU etched in as a permanent memory. ❤

@johnchavezjr3312

👍

@CatalinaThePirate

Ah, I love it! What a fantastic memory... 😺

@TheQuantum09

😎 That IS cool!

@trblmkr5139

perfect!

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@thatpancakeguy2723

I get to play this song in my high school Jazz Band, and I feel honored to be able to play something this special to so many people.

@thoughtsforthebuilders

Hope you've checked out a bunch of versions and really dug into em! You can learn so much just by really really learning one song.

@joK3323

Got to play this too recently too for my high school band at a gig. 😩

@michaelscott7462

In a few days I will be 64 years of age and I am fighting back tears of joy as I listen to this song. When I look back on my youth growing up in a rural town just south of the Mason-Dixon Line, I am blessed to have had parents who played music like this. This is nothing short of majestic. Dad always said of Count: Nobody swings like Basie. Thanks Dad.

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