April in Paris
Paul Mauriat And His Orchestra Lyrics
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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
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
The lyrics of Paul Mauriat And His Orchestra's song "April in Paris" describe the singer's revelation of the beauty and joy of springtime, specifically in Paris. The song opens with the admission that the singer has never truly experienced the charm of spring, nor has he ever felt the urge to sing or embrace someone warmly. However, all of this changes when he spends April in Paris, witnessing the beauty of blossoming chestnut trees and the joyous activity of holiday-goers dining under them. The singer describes this experience as a feeling that can never be replicated, as April in Paris has opened his eyes to the magic of the season and the city.
The repetition of the song's first verse emphasizes the transformative power of April in Paris on the singer's heart and perspective. The final line, "What have you done to my heart," conveys the intensity of this experience and the emotions that arise from it. The question "Whom can I run to" reinforces the idea that the singer is at a loss for words or actions, and is simply overcome by the beauty and wonder of his surroundings.
Line by Line Meaning
I never knew the charm of spring
I had never truly experienced the beauty of spring before
I never met it face to face
I had never fully embraced the season
I never knew my heart could sing
I had never felt such joy and happiness in my heart before
I never missed a warm embrace
I had never realized how much I longed for a comforting hug
Till April in Paris, chestnuts in blossom
It wasn't until I witnessed the blooming of chestnut trees in Paris in April
Holiday tables under the trees
Watching people celebrating holidays under the trees outdoors
April in Paris, this is a feeling
Being in Paris in April is an emotion that cannot be described
That no one can ever reprise
It is a unique and unrepeatable experience
Whom can I run to
Who can I turn to for help in dealing with these newfound emotions?
What have you done to my heart
What has caused this sudden rush of emotion in my heart?
Lyrics © SHAPIRO BERNSTEIN & CO. INC.
Written by: E. Y. HARBURG, VERNON DUKE
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