Valletta
Ernst Ravnaas, Sissel Kyrkjebø
I was a stranger in the town
It was so peaceful to walk around
but all the town walls along the shore
Showed this has been a place with wars.
From Bieb Il-Belt, the city gate
I walked and felt the city's fate
I saw diverse of culturals merge.
The vibes of olden times emerged
Live and love and die
Peace is here to find
I'll remember well
This is no farewell
Saint John cathedral looks so poor
Until you walk through the entrance door
A hidden treasure, a sparkling crown
Shines like the people, in this old town
Live and love and die
Peace is here to find
I'll remember well
This is no farewell
