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

　　最后一次我看見巴黎

　　她的內(nèi)心溫暖且欣喜

　　我在每一個街頭咖啡館都能聽到她內(nèi)心的笑聲

　　我最后一次看見巴黎

　　她依然著春裝

　　戀人從樹下走過

　　小鳥唱著歌

　　我躲開了依然老舊的出租車

　　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

　　這些年來一直如此

　　吱吱作響的喇叭像是在合唱

　　音樂進(jìn)入我耳中

　　哦，最后一次看見巴黎

　　她的內(nèi)心溫暖且欣喜

　　無論人們怎樣改造她

　　我會記得她的樣子

　　我躲開了依然老舊的出租車

　　這些年來一直如此

　　吱吱作響的喇叭像是在合唱

　　音樂進(jìn)入我耳中

　　哦，最后一次看見巴黎

　　她的內(nèi)心溫暖且欣喜

　　無論人們怎樣改造她

　　我會記得她的樣子

　　我會記得她的樣子