can u tell me about this
i just wait for to tell about my felling on you
but i want you to say to me
about your filling at me
i wait until now..about this...
just i can smile and cry about this
i hope so much you know about this
anywhere you are my love
you are my love in my heart
just i want you know what i say it....
i always thing about you
your smile
your face and anything about you
i hope you know about my felling
i love u so much my dear...your are my only my love in my heart
Isabella: So, Phineas, what do you think of the City of Love?
Phineas: I wish it was the City of Airplane Parts...Isabella: Oh, you're just too stressed! You should take a moment to relax and enjoy it.
We could share a crêpe sucrée
At this Parisian café
Phineas: Huh, that awning could be used as a sail. Or, you know, a parachute, depending on how things go.
Isabella: Take a break and smell these flowers
Underneath the Eiffel Tower
Phineas: I wonder if they still have pieces of that hanging around? The rivets would come in handy.
Isabella: Oh, Phineas...
At this Parisian café
Phineas: Huh, that awning could be used as a sail. Or, you know, a parachute, depending on how things go.
Isabella: Take a break and smell these flowers
Underneath the Eiffel Tower
Phineas: I wonder if they still have pieces of that hanging around? The rivets would come in handy.
Isabella: Oh, Phineas...
Won't you share a crème brûlée with me?
Phineas: Hey, look at that nifty little blow torch!
Isabella: How perfect could this be
In the City of Love?
Couples: (In the City of Love)
Isabella: In the City of Love
Ferb: (In the City of Love)
Phineas: Hey, look at that nifty little blow torch!
Isabella: How perfect could this be
In the City of Love?
Couples: (In the City of Love)
Isabella: In the City of Love
Ferb: (In the City of Love)
Isabella: We could try some fancy cheese
Or peruse the galleries
Phineas: I wonder if oil-based paint is combustible...as a rocket fuel.
Isabella: Isn't this a perfect day?
How do I look in this beret?
Phineas: Oh, that reminds me, we might need helmets!
Or peruse the galleries
Phineas: I wonder if oil-based paint is combustible...as a rocket fuel.
Isabella: Isn't this a perfect day?
How do I look in this beret?
Phineas: Oh, that reminds me, we might need helmets!
Isabella: Oh, how can he not feel the same way
When we're strolling down the Champs-Élysées
In the City of Love?
Lady: (In the City of Love)
Couples: In the City of Love
When we're strolling down the Champs-Élysées
In the City of Love?
Lady: (In the City of Love)
Couples: In the City of Love
Isabella: I wish that he would whisper "ma chérie, je t'aime"
But all he wants to do is try to fix that plane
In the City of Love
Artist: (In the City of Love)
Isabella: In the City of Love (in the City of Love)
In the City of Love.... (in the City of Love)
But all he wants to do is try to fix that plane
In the City of Love
Artist: (In the City of Love)
Isabella: In the City of Love (in the City of Love)
In the City of Love.... (in the City of Love)