Since the highways are really hanging in the clouds
There's room for crowds in the streets again
Since the noise outside my window sounds like sweet music
Since the houses die how buildings are habitable again
you are no longer on the move but constantly traveling
all the squares, alleys, quarters that circle around us like moons
in another city, for one different life
there we will meet again
In London, Beijing, Riga, Georgetown, Manama
Kingston, Berlin, Dili, San Salvador, Bogota
in Baghdad, Athens, Tokyo, Ljubljana, Santo Domingo
Port-au-Prince, Quito, Antananarivo
since we no longer know anything about all our rendezvous
since we can sit quietly in the seven-mile shoes
since it became clear to us that this world knows no balance
since no promise breaks itself anymore
the streets are safe again, the people are stylish again
because nothing can happen to us, Tomorrow we'll all be even
In another city, for a different life
We'll meet again and again
In London, Beijing, Riga, Georgetown, Manama
Kingston, Berlin , Dili, San Salvador, Bogota
in Baghdad, Athens, Tokyo, Ljubljana, Santo Domingo
Port-au-Prince, Quito, Antananarivo
just like Jean-Jacques Rousseau
just like Saint Simon
we write a secret chapter in the Book of Love
a cryptographic lecture on
you and me and architecture
you and me and architecture
you and me and architecture
you and me and architecture
In London, Beijing, Riga, Georgetown, Manama
Kingston, Berlin, Dili, San Salvador, Bogota
in Baghdad, Athens, Tokyo, Ljubljana, Santo Domingo
Port-au-Prince, Quito, Antananarivo
In London, Beijing, Riga, Georgetown, Manama
Kingston, Berlin, Dili, San Salvador, Bogota
/>in Baghdad, Athens, Tokyo, Ljubljana, Santo Domingo
Port-au-Prince, Quito, Antananarivo

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