Madrid, Madrid

I have always wondered...
Why do people stay here.

Perhaps there is no other place
That is better to live.

We like to crowd together
Inside the bars
To have a beer
Outside on the street.

And it's that Madrid...
It's not bad but yes.

Talking about girls
Or being with girls
We all live here
And even though we talk more than we are
We never tire of lying
And we must not forget...
That I am from Madrid!

And I know I've already said it
In some other song...
It's true that the stars
Are seen very rarely...

The cars emit smoke
Like in all cities
But no one resigns
To not walk down the street.

And this Madrid...
Continues to be different...
And the best thing here
Is that it's full of people.

And I know the truth...
Is that I am not impartial at all
And I can't deny...
That I am from Madrid!

And I know what I'm saying...
You come with me...

Because in Madrid...
I can't think of anything else...
What could I tell you
That you haven't heard already...
About this beautiful city...
And we must not forget...
That I am from Madrid!

In this small...
Gray city...
Everyone wants to have fun...
And we must not forget...
That I am from Madrid!