London on Film.

It is a city that never ceases to fascinates and inspires,
A place where old meets new, where art meets life,
where roses bloom in plain sight,
where architectures ooze such gravitas and aesthetic,
You'd think you were living in a self-created fantasia.

Behold the man-made magnum opus,
riched in all sort of marvelous tales.
Behind the brick lanes, underneath the castle stairs.

As I meander down the streets of Shoreditch,
I found myself too entranced to leave.
Coming through Westminster, passing Tower Bridge.
Observing the young artists in Camden and East London.
Feeling like a deer caught in headlight in the uproarious Piccadilly Circus.
Reliving all my childhood fantasy at St. Pancras and King's Cross.

Everything is in fast-forward, I just want to slow it down and press rewind.
To admire, to break it down, to analyze, to listen, to savor.
There's simply too much history and too little time.