[Intro]
[Verse 1]
Starting at Piazza, where the coffee and the history blend,
A place to relax, where the sweet moments never end.
Walking down to Arada, with that classic, street-smart style,
Where every single brother greets you with a golden smile.
Over to Mercato, the greatest market under the sun,
A bustling trade hub where life is never, ever done!
[Verse 2]
Down in Kazanchis, the vintage rhythms softly play,
While Bole shines bright with the modern night and day.
Mexico and Sarbet, busy roads and peaceful homes,
Where every generation in harmony roams.
To Piassa and Legehar, trains whistling through the track,
Once you live in Addis, there is never looking back!
[Chorus]
Oh Addis Ababa, the city of grace,
The most welcoming, beautiful, wonderful place!
From Merkato to Bole, you open your door,
A home for the many, a friend to the poor.
In every neighborhood, a beating heart so true,
We are here, in colors bold and new.
[Verse 3]
Markets hum with laughter, dawn to twilight glow,
Streets full of stories only locals seem to know.
Children laugh where the ferris wheel still shines,
In every corner, a memory that time won’t untwine.
[Bridge]
From old stone stairways to towers that kiss the sky,
Addis keeps a promise that never says goodbye.
[Chorus]
Oh Addis Ababa, the city of grace,
The most welcoming, beautiful, wonderful place!
From Merkato to Bole, you open your door,
A home for the many, a friend to the poor.
In every neighborhood, a beating heart so true,
We are here, in colors bold and true.
[Outro]
We are here, we are home, we are Addis Ababa.
