Bài hát Paris Báo Lỗi

The taste of the wine and the coffee
The cigarette smoke in the air
The grace and the mystery
The pride and the history
Etched on the face of a city so fair
La la la

Your cafes and your boulervards
The names that roll from the tougue
Boulevard St. Germain, Versailles and Montmartre
La la la

And the bach streets that we with your beauty
You’ll hide from my eyes if you can
Like the tell-tale marks of childbirth
A woman will hide from the eyes of a man
La la la

Oh – Paris I love you, I hate you
I cry but you do not grieve
For one of your lovers, you’ve so many others
You don’t even notice me go when I leave
La la la