April in paris de Billie Holiday

I never knew the charm of spring
i never met it face to face
i never new my heart could sing
i never missed a warm embrace
Till april in paris, chestnuts in blossom
holiday tables under the trees
april in paris, this is a feeling
that no one can ever reprise
I never knew the charm of spring
i never met it face to face
i never new my heart could sing
i never missed a warm embrace
Till april in paris
whom can i run to
what have you done to my heart