In a city where roads are rivers
People carry their hearts in their hands,
They float as if they were one
With the rivers that are never dry
They have the kind of love
Coming from a heart always open,
A heart as gentle as the waters.
In a city where roads are veins
Linked to the heart of the universe,
People are never tired, nor old
The sun would always shine
Taking its light from people’s eyes
The music would always play
Taking its melody from life itself.
In a city where bridges are rainbows
People are at home everywhere they go
Rivers are kind and hearts are warm
The rain would make people dance
The winds would be the breath of life
The clouds would be storytellers
The skies would be life’s open gates.