All strangers love her, will always find her fair,
Because such elegance, such happiness,
Will not be found in any town but this:
Paris is beyond compare.
"Quant j'ay la terre et mer avironnée", line 17
All strangers love her, will always find her fair,
Because such elegance, such happiness,
Will not be found in any town but this:
Paris is beyond compare.
"Quant j'ay la terre et mer avironnée", line 17