The White City Fighting, remember, remember
Pertarungan Kota Putih, ingat, ingat
The White City Fighting, remember, remember
Pertarungan Kota Putih, ingat, ingat

Down to the refuge, near QPR
Ke tempat berlindung, dekat QPR
I drive to committees in my German car
Saya pergi ke panitia di mobil Jerman saya
Prone to violence, prone to shame
Rawan kekerasan, rawan malu
I glide in silence, my pride in vain
Aku melayang dalam keheningan, kebanggaanku sia-sia
For no one remembers, not that I can see
Karena tidak ada yang ingat, bukan itu yang bisa saya lihat
That we were defenders, we were the free
Bahwa kami pembela, kami bebas

The White City, blood was an addiction
Kota Putih, darah adalah kecanduan
Now it is analyzed just as though it were fiction
Sekarang dianalisis seolah-olah itu fiksi
That battles were won and battles were blown
Pertempuran itu dimenangkan dan peperangan ditiup
At the height of the White City fighting
Pada puncak pertempuran di White City

The White City Fighting, remember, remember
Pertarungan Kota Putih, ingat, ingat
The White City Fighting, remember, remember
Pertarungan Kota Putih, ingat, ingat

No one remembers, not that I can see
Tidak ada yang ingat, bukan itu yang bisa saya lihat
That we were defenders, we were the free
Bahwa kami pembela, kami bebas

The White City, I finally grew up
Kota Putih, akhirnya aku tumbuh dewasa
To resist the temptation the gutters all threw up
Untuk menahan godaan, selokan semua muntah
But I have to go back, I guess I’m violence prone
Tapi aku harus kembali, kurasa aku rawan kekerasan
To remember the White City fighting, yeah
Untuk mengingat pertempuran di Kota Putih, ya

The White City Fighting, remember, remember……(fade)
Pertarungan Kota Putih, ingat, ingat …… (pudar)