作词 : Woodkid

作曲 : Woodkid

Buying some vintage records in Williamsberg stores

Playing paper boats on east river shores

Meeting mermaids and lobsters in Coney Island

Puking our deep fried Oreos in Astroland

Spending our days watching skylines from rooftops

On independance day, Manhattan fireworks

Life is easier where the walls are red

Brooklyn is a place stuck in my head

Here in Paris the rain is falling

My heart belongs to Brooklyn

I'm sick of four star food,

I want to be where life is

As simple as two bucks pizza slices

I swear I'll tell you,

next time I knock at your door

That I am not leaving Brooklyn anymore

Would it be that nice if you were not part of it?

Would Brooklyn be worth crossing the Atlantic

Life is easier where we can join our hands

Your face is a face that's stuck in my head

Here in Paris rain is falling

My heart belongs to Brooklyn

Life is easier where we can join our hands

Your face is a face that's stuck in my head

Here in Paris rain is falling

My heart belongs to Brooklyn