[Intro] The city beyond the window Slowly grows before my eyes At the end of the road from Riga Lithuania took my breath away When the bus pulled into the terminal I finally stepped onto the ground Vilnius opened up before me A city beyond what I had imagined [Verse 1] A white-haired man in a tank top With a backpack across his back Painted across an entire wall As if welcoming every traveler I hurried toward Hales Market But only had a little time The voices and the busy stalls Revealed the rhythm of local life At the Gate of Dawn in the rain I saw shadows holding prayers Lights trembled on the wet streets And the unfamiliar felt close [Pre-Chorus] The white cathedral, the open square An ancient tower piercing the sky In a city where past and present meet Everything I knew began to shift [Chorus] There is a country here A country inside the city Ancient towers and the cathedral Breathing beneath the same sky There is a country here Where yesterday and today collide Every street reveals another face This city called Vilnius [Rap Verse] From the Gate of Dawn to the market—dash Stone walls glowing with a brand-new flash From the tower, watch the rooftops roll Red waves moving through my soul Basketball sounds, bicycle breeze Children laughing through the square with ease Forget the rumors, check it yourself Walking through Vilnius, feeling its pulse A free public restroom, a moment to breathe One small comfort was all I needed The cathedral’s white, the open blue This city was more real than I ever knew [Verse 2] In a quiet corner of Vilnius Užupis Republic Cross the river and the rules can change A little country built on freedom Why was this country ever made? No one can give a perfect answer But its constitution speaks in many tongues And every word begins to matter To love, to laugh, to live your way To be yourself without apology Inside those serious little lines Freedom hides unexpectedly [Call and Response] There is a country here! — A country inside the city! What can you see? — Ancient towers and brand-new dreams! What do you believe? — I’ll see it with my own eyes! [Chorus] There is a country here Across a small and quiet river In the heart of ancient history Freedom is still breathing There is a country here Even beneath the rain, there are smiles Only by coming somewhere unknown Can you find this kind of peace [Verse 3] I found a free temporary restroom And one worry disappeared Small comforts along the way Made my tired footsteps lighter From Gediminas Tower above The red rooftops rolled like waves Green trees and pale roads below Painted the present of Vilnius Children played basketball Shouting over beach volleyball games Bicycles raced through the streets And ordinary life was shining [Spoken Word] I used to think unknown countries were dangerous. I believed the rumors before seeing anything for myself. But once I stood in the streets, looked into people’s faces, and felt the wind, what I found was not danger— it was a quiet, peaceful life. Some things can only be understood when you see them with your own eyes. Some truths can only reach you when you feel them on your skin. [Instrumental Break] The kanklės strings follow memories through the old streets The birbynė’s voice calls a new wind into the city Ancient melodies, a modern heartbeat blending into the Vilnius night [Bridge] There are still roads I haven’t seen I want to walk, I want to know From the Gate of Dawn to the market streets I want to feel this city whole Beauty alone is not enough I want to face the shadows too In a city where light and darkness meet I finally saw what was true [Final Chorus] There is a country here Ancient streets and brand-new dreams Children’s laughter fills the square Carried on the evening breeze There is a country here Growing deeper with every step The cathedral and the tower’s view Are carved into my heart [Finale] There is a country here There is freedom here There is the Vilnius I discovered With my own eyes [Outro] The mall lights fade behind me The night bus pulls away I saw it with my own eyes A peaceful city in its real shape The wind of Užupis stays with me The words of its constitution remain Carrying Lithuania in my heart We move on toward the next country [Whispered Outro] In the middle of an ancient city, freedom has an address.
