This boy is a city that I love to visit with my own two fingers This boy is a city that I love to walk through every year A model of a city, a model of a city This boy is a city that I love to let my heart flutter This boy is a serene city, the capital of my peace A model of a city, a model of a city No place, no one has made me this effect No place, no one has made me this effect No place, no one has made me this effect I get tired of the new cities where I just passed But the mysterious one, the one I love, is the boy I dream of Of an ancient beauty, of an ancient beauty Towards his voice I rush, I run, to lose sight of him Towards his voice I rush, I run, time is suspended In this great future, in this great future No place, no one has made me this effect No place, no one has made me this effect No place, no one has made me this effect To his fountains I drink, I drink, I drink as much as I can To his fountains I drink, I drink, I drink as much as I can And I feel alive, and I feel alive This boy is a city that I love, that I love