Charles Aznavour - Paris Is At Her Best In May

Paris is at her best in May
I get a happy shiver
Sitting beside the river
The winter's worries melt away
Hearing excited children play

Paris is amorous in May
When girls are window-shopping
And you see traffic stopping
From where you sit in some café

I love to walk for hours
High on the scent of flowers
Why is it that old Eiffel tower
So overpowers

Me on a sunny day in May
No matter what they told you
Or what that other song May say
Paris is at her best in May

Paris is at her best in May
When spring and youth possess her
And gentle winds caress her
And happy lovers slowly stray
By little bookshops on the quay

Paris is loveliest in May
Heaving her portrait painted
Smiling to get acquainted
A million blossoms on display

I love to walk her wide streets
Then to explore her side streets
Crazy unidentified streets
That please the eye streets

I fall in love with her each May
Seeing the same bright new light
Or under moonlight, silver grey
Paris is at her best in May.