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 here