Every time I look down on this timeless town Whether blue or gray be her skies Whether loud be her cheers or soft be her tears More and more do I realize: I love Paris in the springtime 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 near