The Last Time I Saw Paris
Her heart was warm and gay
I heard the laughter of her heart in every street cafe
The last time I saw Paris
Her trees were dressed for spring
And lovers walked beneath those trees
And birds had songs to sing
I dodged the same old taxicabs
最后一次我看见巴黎
她的内心温暖且欣喜
我在每一个街头咖啡馆都能听到她内心的笑声
我最后一次看见巴黎
她依然着春装
恋人从树下走过
小鸟唱着歌
我躲开了依然老旧的出租车
That I had dodged for years
The chorus of the squeaky horns
Was music to my ears
Oh the last time I saw Paris
Her heart was warm and gay
No matter how they changed her
I’ll remember her that way
I dodged the same old taxicabs
That I had dodged for years
The chorus of the squeaky horns
Was music to my ears
The last time I saw Paris
Her heart was warm and gay
No matter how they changed her
I’ll remember her that way
I’ll remember her that way
这些年来一直如此
吱吱作响的喇叭像是在合唱
音乐进入我耳中
哦，最后一次看见巴黎
她的内心温暖且欣喜
无论人们怎样改造她
我会记得她的样子
我躲开了依然老旧的出租车
这些年来一直如此
吱吱作响的喇叭像是在合唱
音乐进入我耳中
哦，最后一次看见巴黎
她的内心温暖且欣喜
无论人们怎样改造她
我会记得她的样子
我会记得她的样子