Beneath the stars of Paris skies,
Where Seine’s gentle waters flow,
In every whisper, every sigh,
A love for Paris starts to grow.

Cobblestone streets, a lover’s lane,
Each corner tells a tale so old,
From Montmartre’s heights to Marais‘ plain,
A city bathed in hues of gold.

The Eiffel’s grace, it stands so tall,
A beacon in the night’s embrace,
With every glance, I feel the call,
Of Paris’ tender, warm embrace.

Cafés where poets weave their dreams,
In shadows cast by lantern’s light,
Romance is more than what it seems,
It’s found in every fleeting sight.

The laughter shared in hidden nooks,
The bridges kissed by morning dew,
In Paris, life is like the books,
Where every chapter feels anew.

Through seasons’ dance, in sun or rain,
The city’s charm does never fade,
In Paris’ heart, I break my chain,
To love, to dream, to serenade.

Oh Paris, jewel of my heart,
Your beauty lies in every part,
A timeless muse, a work of art,
In you, I’ll never be apart.

For in your streets, I find my soul,
In every echo, every sound,
A love for you, so pure and whole,
In Paris, where my heart is found.