
Every Time I Look Down On This Timeless Town, Whether Blue Or Gray Be Her Skies, Whether Loud Be Her Cheers, Or Whether Soft Be Her Tears, More And More Do I Realize That...i Love Paris.
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Every Time I Look Down On This
Every Time I Look Down On This Timeless Town, Whether Blue Or Gray Be Her Skies, Whether Loud Be Her Cheers, Or Whether Soft Be Her Tears, More And More Do I Realize That...i Love Paris.
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