Bruxelles Je T’aime

We don't have the towers of New York
We don't have daylight six months a year
We don't have Beaubourg or the Seine
No, we're not the city of love, but, well, you see

And surely from this evening the sky will cover a storm
But after the storm, with beers, people will party

Brussels, I love you, Brussels, I love you. I missed you
Brussels, I love you, Brussels, I love you. You're my favorite
Brussels, I love you, Brussels, I love you. I missed you
You are the most beautiful, yes, you are the most beautiful

Paris calls me when I want to go home
When I miss the gray sky and the rain
I feel better when I see you
The cities are beautiful, but I only think of you
When I miss my country and my city
I don't forget you

We don't have the longest of all stories
We know that we have not always won
And usually I have the attitude even if it's hard to keep hope
When we are not the first

The Marolles, Flagey, Saint-Gilles, Laeken, to whom I owe my name

Brussels, I love you, Brussels, I love you. I missed you
Brussels, I love you, Brussels, I love you. You're my favorite
Brussels, I love you, Brussels, I love you. I missed you
You are the most beautiful, yes, you are the most beautiful

Paris calls me when I want to go home
When I miss the gray sky and the rain
I feel better when I see you
The cities are beautiful, but I only think of you
When I miss my country and my city
I don't forget you

And if one day they separate and we choose a side
It would be the worst nightmare, all for a language issue
I lived my most beautiful stories, in French and in Flemish
Laat me het zeggen in het Vlaams, dank je Brussel voor m'n naam
And if one day they separate and we choose a side
It would be the worst nightmare, all for a language issue
I lived my most beautiful stories, in French and in Flemish
Laat me het zeggen in het Vlaams, dank je Brussel

Brussels, I love you, Brussels, I love you. I missed you
Brussels, I love you, Brussels, I love you. You're my favorite
Brussels, I love you, Brussels, I love you. I missed you
You are the most beautiful, yes, you are the most beautiful

Paris calls me when I want to go home
When I miss the gray sky and the rain
I feel better when I see you
The cities are beautiful, but I only think of you
When I miss my country and my city
I don't forget you

Paris calls me when I want to go home
When I miss the gray sky and the rain
I feel better when I see you
The cities are beautiful, but I only think of you
When I miss my country and my city
I don't forget you