The City of Peace

Where resounds the river

With bright foams of silver

And the wind's an aromatic stroke.

Where come people's living

In peace, and God's giving

His blessed grace to the peaceful folks.

In the Middle Ages,

In its last stages,

It's flourishing a new paradigm.

In this place, three cultures

From cots to sepultures,

Have come out to a convivial time.

In the city of peace

It's shining high the oldish star,

Near by the moon,

Over the cross.

The example and its echoes are

Astounding, soon,

The world across.

The moon, the cross,

And so, the star

Are all the forms of the same God who is so far.

The moon, the cross,

And so, the star

Together, are of peace and love the avatar.

In the city of peace.

It's shining high the oldish star,

Near by the moon,

Over the cross.

The example and its echoes are

Astounding, soon,

The world across.

City of peace,

Divine caprice,

You are the city of faiths' intercross,

O, you,

City of peace,

Of moon, star

And cross...