The city is decorated like a beautiful doll
Who put so much powder to cover up the bad way
Who ran a red face blush to attract
Lipstick to teasing and flirtatious your dreams
It’s our capital
Which teaches us to be first-class dreamer
Which leads us into lovers of the world
And can make us lost in a terrible lifestyle
This city is so bad then?
It was not for those who stick God in his soul
Are able to stand up straight and not get lost in deceptive persuasion capital
Which to realize his dream of a world without forgetting life after death.