April in Paris
Doris Day & The Norman Luboff Choir Lyrics
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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 new 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
I never knew the charm of spring
Never met it face to face
I never new 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 song "April in Paris" is a reflection on the beauty and charm of Paris in the springtime. The opening lines mention the blossoming chestnuts and the holiday tables underneath them, creating a vivid picture of a warm and festive atmosphere. The phrase "April in Paris" is repeated throughout the song, emphasizing the theme of the joy and romance associated with the season in the city. The singer admits to never having experienced the true magic of spring until finding themselves in Paris in April. The lyrics suggest that being in Paris in the spring has a transformative effect on the singer, causing their heart to sing and creating a longing for a warm embrace.
Line by Line Meaning
April in Paris
The arrival of spring in Paris is a unique experience.
Chestnuts in blossoms
The chestnut trees have bloomed, adding to the beauty of the season.
Holiday tables
People are gathered together, possibly for a celebration.
Under the trees
The gathering is happening outside, in a scenic setting.
April in Paris
The experience of April in Paris is indescribable.
This is a feeling
It's so much more than just a visual experience.
No one can ever
No one can truly explain the feeling.
Reprise
It's a once-in-a-lifetime experience.
I never knew the charm of spring
I had never understood the beauty of spring before.
Never met it face to face
I had never experienced it firsthand.
I never knew my heart could sing
I had never felt such joy in my heart before.
Never missed a warm embrace
I never knew I was missing anything until now.
'Till April in Paris
It wasn't until I experienced April in Paris.
Whom can I run to
Who can I turn to to express these feelings?
What have you done to
What kind of spell have you cast on me?
My heart
My emotions are overwhelming and I can't contain them.
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, SHAPIRO BERNSTEIN & CO. INC.
Written by: E. Y. HARBURG, VERNON DUKE
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@thecrushedtwinkie6632
🌠CELESTIALI!🌠
Piped down from
"The Halls of Heaven!"
"Music to soothe the savage breast, soften rocks, and bend the knotted oak."
William Congreve
"Music so beautiful, glorious, and
profound that it could create a soul under the ribs of death!"
John Milton
One of the most chilling and spellbinding performances in the annuls of all recorded music, sung by one of the purest voices that "The Divine Architect of the Universe and Creator of All Things" ever created. The songbirds in the trees give pause to their own rhapsodic golden-throated calls whenever they hear this song.
Milton Moore
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@LisaMurphy
She sings every song (and for that matter, every note) like it's the last one in the world.
@michaelmartingrant1958
I noticed that, too..
@dylangintherofficial
She really did. She was and always will be such a jewel
@nadinewilliams6465
Is it that? Or just an "innocence" that still expresses a longing. Regardless it's captivating. Just as she was. 💙
@Dayniac4324
I absolutely love Doris' version ... so beautiful. I'm realy happy you enjoyed too !!
@maidenmarian1
It is the BEST one I have found so FAR.
@PMKehoe
What made Jo Stafford and June Christy and Doris Day so special were their abilities to imbue such emotional content with what on the surface of their vocal production was unadorned, mimimalist naturalism... And here Doris Day's voice conveys how 'affected' she is, communicating a woman in the throws of love... the wonderment of it, the enveloping intoxication of just being in love... and that last line, as Day sings it with mystified/confused affection: "What have you DONE to, my, heart." And amazing little vocal 'pendant' right at the close of the song, sung to tell us how love has sort of tip-toed up to her, to her astonished delight... The emphasis on 'done' and then sprinkled to that slightly elongated 'my heart' with just a touch more emphasis on 'my'... Day could be absolutely brilliant like that, inflecting as if her emotions were producing the musical rendering by itself... what an artist of the intimate she was...
P
@rcalgirl
Patrick Kehoe Such a beautiful and very observant critic. Thank you. Those artists of old did the same with their instruments as well. It may soon be a lost art entirely. Let's hope not.
@wabashcannonball
Your observations are really astute and well put, Patrick.. Thanks for these insights—they really add to my appreciation of these singers.
@cbranalli
lovely analysis of a lovely performance of a lovely song by a lovely lady.
btw i think you meant "in the THROES of love".
an odd phrase and word - i just had to look them up.
"throes" itself means "pang" or pain.
by extension - to be "in the throes of" something means to be struggling with it.