You can breathe in the music the city makes
Move by the rhythm the gypsies play
Deep inside [bad word] alive
There is a whisper that feeds your soul
Words so beautiful like a Spanish rose
When you're hypnotized that's when you've arrived

You gotta [bad word] like you mean it, free your mind
It's not enough just to dream it
C'mon c'mon get up
When you feel it
It's your chance to shine [bad word] like you mean it, c'mon
C'mon
C'mon

Pounding the pavement, kicking through the streets
Wonder like Picasso in the Barcelona heat
Passion is the fashion and life is poetry [bad word] to another world where every heart can beat
In a different tempo, there's never a wrong one
Never a wrong one
Never a wrong one
Building to a crescendo
You know the journey's just begun

You gotta [bad word] like you mean it, free your mind
It's not enough just to dream it
C'mon, c'mon, get up
When you feel it
It's your chance to shine [bad word] like you mean it, c'mon
C'mon
C'mon

Hey feel the flow
When you just can't move no more
The city wants to show uh you something, something

heart, unfolds
That you would never never know
Barcelona's so-so something good [bad word]  [bad word] yeah
Everybody knows that something good [bad word] on

You gotta [bad word] like you mean it
Free your mind
It's not enough just to dream it c'mon
C'mon
Get up when you feel it
It's your chance to shine [bad word] like you mean it, c'mon, c'mon
C'mon

Bienvenidas, esto es mi sueno [bad word]  this is my dream)

C'mon, c'mon, get up

Siganme y descubran mi Barcelona
(Follow me and discover my Barcelona)
 [bad word]  C'mon, c'mon

Bienvenidas, esto es mi sueno [bad word] this is my dream)

C'mon, c'mon