Charles Aznavour — Paris Is At Her Best In May

I get a happy shiver Strolling 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 Oh, 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 J'aime Paris au mois de Mai Avec ses bouquinistes Et ses aquarellistes Que le printemps a ramenés Comme chaque année le long des quais J'aime Paris au mois de Mai La Seine qui l'arrose Mille petites choses Que je ne pourrais expliquer J'aime quand la nuit sévère Étend la paix sur terre Et que la ville soudain s'éclaire De millions de lumières Il me plaît, me plaît à me promener En souriant aux filles Dans les rues qui fourmillent J'aime, j'aime Paris au mois de Mai 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 Oh, Paris, 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 day Seeing the same bright new light Or under moonlight, silver grey Paris, oh Paris, is at her best in May