The Last Time I Saw Paris Songtext
von Gary Moore

The last time I saw Paris
Her heart was warm and gay
I heard the laughter of her heart
In every street café

The last time I saw Paris (The last time I saw Paris)
Her trees were dressed for spring
And lovers walked beneath those trees
And birds found songs to sing


I dodged the same old taxi cabs
That I had dodged for years
The chorus of their squeaky horns
Was music to my ears

The last time I saw Paris
Her heart was warm and gay
No matter how they change her
I′ll remember her that way

I'll remember her that way
Do you recall or remember at all
That wonderful, wonderful day?