Bells are ringing, soul of france

Bells are singing of romance



C'est tres jolie en paris in the spring

Watching all the lovers walk along the seine

Pitch a penny in her like a wishing well

Feed the pigeons in the park near tour-eifelle



Bells are ringing, soul of france

Bells are singing of romance



There's a chapel "sacre coure" in quaint montmarte

In the open air the painters show their art

In the restaurant sip a beaujolies

What a perfect way to spend a lovely day



Bells are ringing, soul of france

Bells are singing of romance



Sunday morning, hear the bells of notre dame

Watching belles jeunes filles and the handsome gendarmes

Near the arc de triomphe on the champs-elysees

Coffee and croissants in a sidewalk cafe



Some people go to see the races at deauville

Or weekend by the racing tides of mont san michelle

Some take the tour of chartres on an autobus

While the writers and the artists never leave mont parnasse