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Paris Bells
BbPast the café shutters down, no one stirs in the town. The Dm7morning after the Gmrain, the Dm7barges Gmmove on the Seine. Down the avenue Cmlined with trees, Paris bells Gmring on the breeze GParis Cmbells Fring on the Bbbreeze.
Dawn is breaking, birds start to sing, sun is rising, warms everything. The echo of footsteps on a cobbled street, dim alleyways where the shadows meet. Down the avenue lined with trees, Paris bells ring on the breeze Paris bells ring on the breeze.
Bbmaj7The places where we D#used to visit, the Cchapel where we went to Fwed. Paris bells on the breeze often stir memories. We both knew the morning rain, we both wandered down the Seine. Now you're gone away from me, you're just a memory Like the bells ring on the breeze, Paris bells ring on the breeze.
by: José Duarte jtduarte1@gmail.com