(Verse 1) In Paris, there's a place, Ladurée, so sweet, Macarons in every flavor, a treat can't be beat. Pistache, framboise, each one a delight, I want to eat them all, day and night. (Chorus) Ladurée, Ladurée, oh how much Je t'aime, Macarons so sweet, they set my heart free. Ladurée, Ladurée, in your arms I'll be, With every bite, I'm lost in your dream. (Verse 2) Chocolat, vanille, caramel so fine, Every taste is heaven, a moment divine. In your shop, I find my joy, With macarons, I’m a happy boy. (Chorus) Ladurée, Ladurée, oh how much Je t'aime, Macarons so sweet, they set my heart free. Ladurée, Ladurée, in your arms I'll be, With every bite, I'm lost in your dream. (Outro) So here's to Ladurée, and the joy you bring, With every macaron, my heart takes wing. In your sweet embrace, I find my bliss, A love story written in every kiss.
