It's like trying to fly trapeze It's like has-beens, gonna-bes Ill at ease and hard to please It's how Paris how Cologne How even Zurich feels outgrown It's in the way you could have known
Pastabos apie vertimą
This is a part from the lyrics of the song "It's never gonna stop" (Milow)
I feel vaguely uncomfortable about this translation because poetry/lyricism is not my thing. The meaning is good, but I'm not gonna get any awards for style any time soon.