From time to time I’ve compared the places I have been 
If I compared those destinations which of them would win

Paris immediately comes to mind, I’ve gone there again and again
Strolling through the boulevards, riding along in the Seine

A city made for walking, my poor knees will attest
If you are a flaneur, then Paris will be best

Everywhere I’ve been in France has touched my open heart
I’ve fantasized about a house for us in every single part

But I couldn’t place anywhere above the joys of Italy
The splendor of Rome, the wonders there to see

From the lovely countryside up north to its Grecian histor
Nowhere is more interesting than the big isle of Sicily

But amigos, have I forgotten Barcelona, Madrid, Seville?
Drinking wine and eating tapas until you have had your fill

I remember we were in England  for over half a year
We lived in lovely Oxford, we drank that English beer 

We drove up to Scotland, where we visited several lochs
We hiked up many hills, scrambled through the rocks

In all these places it’s the people we have met
That made our destinations ones we shall not forget

And beyond those people, beyond each stunning sight
Was the lovely companion with whom I slept each night