Yes, the city has a name,
That carries kindness in its sound,
And in this tender, quiet claim,
I love you, Metro, all around!
Not knowing how to start anew,
Not seeing where the source begins,
I only glimpse a shadow of the pier in view,
Yet trust that God is with me still within.
I’ve descended to the underground city,
That charmed me since my earliest years,
So close, so dear, impossible to miss it,
Where rails speak in their steady, humming cheers.
They tell me how this city sometimes grieves,
How it remembers every step I’ve made,
How trains, in all their rushing leaves,
Don’t always know the way to lead me to my Dream.
Yes, the city has a name,
That carries kindness in its sound,
And in this tender, quiet claim,
I love you, Metro, all around!
Mosaics, paintings, marble grand,
The colors, and the light that shines,
The escalator climbing to the land,
Which I remember from those younger times.
Underground city, I am here with you,
Your coolness is the thing I need,
I come to you to chase a dream anew,
In you I find both joy and peace indeed.
Yes, the city has a name,
That carries kindness in its sound,
And in this tender, quiet claim,
I love you, Metro, all around!
And I feel calm the moment I behold
Just one letter — the letter “M”,
I hear your voice within the rails’ loud roll,
And hurry back to you, without a doubt, I’m drawn to thee.
Yes, the city has a name,
That carries kindness in its sound,
And in this tender, quiet claim,
I love you, Metro, all around!
Yes, the city has a name,
That carries kindness in its sound,
And in this tender, quiet claim,
I love you, Metro, all around!
