It's as if the streets in this city are calling my name
Autumn, winter, summer, or spring in her -
Her face changes but always stays beautiful -
In every corner.
Between the shade and the sun,
The wind whispers again,
And the city is a chandelier
Of light and colors
The city - it's magic!
The song is my path
And I am going, and I don't know where,
But now I'm here.
The streets in this city speak many languages -
The alleys are accents in her
Like words rolling on the sidewalks - curbstones
In every courtyard hides
An adventure from a different culture
Thus the city connects
In paths of life
The city - it's magic!
The song is my path
And I am wondering, and I don't know where,
But now I'm here
The city - it's magic!
So sing with me!
And I am wondering, and I won't know where,
But now I am here -
In this city!
