London Londres

Your old walls bring me no comfort;
Your cold stones, no rapture.

Your high towers give no answer;
Your slender doors, no invitation.

I feel home and safe
Like anywhere else.
There's longing, but no urges.

Not a single urge to make me feel at home.
I do.
But not because of you.

Your old walls bring me no comfort;
Your cold stones, no rapture.

Your high towers give no answer;
Your slender doors, no invitation.

I fell, stranded and lost
Could be anywhere.
There's longing, but no urges.

Not a single urge to make me lost.
I do.
But not because of you.

Your old walls. Your cold stones.
Your high towers with slender doors.

They all invite me to leave.
I do.
And that's because of you.