Vive La Francais

Salut! How are you See not the sky, see the tower of love Steel that tickles the belly of heaven Stairs that reach for the skie Say hello to France State of love is always welcomed Seven even eight can come Art lives on the streets Colors beautify the side walks The city herself talks Paris offers peace in art Writters come from the far ends of the globe to witness Beauty herself lives in her France, my love Will you ever pardon me for leaving I shall return, to you Vive La France