Every time I look down on this timeless town,

Whether blue or gray be her skies,

Whether loud be her cheers,

Or whether soft be her tears,

More and more do I realize that...

I love Paris in the spring time,

I love Paris in the fall,

I love Paris in the winter when it drizzles,

I love Paris in the summer when it sizzles,

I love Paris every moment

Every moment of the year

I love Paris, why oh why do I love Paris

Because my love is near.