Sant Martí Bridge over the Merlés river in Santa María de Merlés, Barcelona (Spain)

A Frontanyà cerca la passa
del riu Merlès capçal airós,
del Berguedà a l'escapada,
del Matamala a l'hort frondós.
...

In Frontanyà look for the raisin

of the river Merlès airy head,

from Berguedà to the escape,

from Matamala to the leafy garden.

Excerpt from a poem 

by Joan Benet i Petit

Maremagnum Footbridge in the Port of Barcelona (Spain)

 Barcelona,
I still long to hold her once more, oh,
My boots of leather,
From Europe
I gather you know, know,
Every time you have to go
Shut my eyes and you know
I’ll be lying right by your side
In Barcelona
A native man sang in a foreign tongue,
I still ache to know the song that he sung,
Barcelona
Every time you have to go
Shut my eyes and you know
I’ll be lying right by your side In Barcelona

Lyrics of Barcelona

George Ezra

Pont Vell de Pedret (Old Bridge of Pedret) over the Llobregat River in Cercs, Barcelona (Spain)

...

between heaven and here stays,the mountains look down and keeptheir distance, somewhere far off
the sea goes on working for itself.By the waters of the Llobregatno one sits down to weep for the children
of the world, by the Ebro, the Tagus,the Guadalquivir, by the watersof the world no one sits down and weeps.
End of the poem By the Waters of the LlobregatPhilip Levine

Viaduct over the La Baells Reservoir near Berga, Barcelona (Spain)

Pus, per més que li donàs
un rei son ceptre de plata
i son mantell d’escarlata
i son tron enjoiellat,
fins de ser rei deixaria
per ses trobes amoroses
i ses muntanyes frondoses
lo Gaiter del Llobregat.

Excerpt from Lo gayter del Llobregat

Joaquim Rubió i Ors

Pont dels Arcs over the Llobregat river in Pobla de Lillet, Barcelona (Spain)

Relámpago de carne hecha de roca,

gesto de invocación incorporada;

anciano de cristal cuya mirada

parece un girasol de doble boca.

En tu oración la luz se ha vuelto loca

llena de mansedumbre exasperada;

y una tormenta azul, paralizada

se postra a ese alarido que convoca.

Tu arquitectura gime como un bosque

crucificado en furia que no mengua

bajo las destrucciones cenitales.

Yo pido a ese sarmiento que me enrosque

con brasas y zafiros esta lengua

de pecados y cantos capitales.

Poem to Antonio Gaudí, designer of this bridge
by Juan Eduardo Cirlot

Old Bridge over the Bastareny river in Bagá, Barcelona (Spain)

Maremagnum Bridge over the Port of Barcelona (Spain)

Oh! detura't un punt! Mira el mar, Barcelona,
com te faixa de blau fins al baix horitzó,
els poblets blanquejant tot al llarg de la costa,
que se'n van plens de sol vorejant la blavor.
I tu fuges del mar? ...

From the poem Oda  Nova a Barcelona

Joan Maragall