Sweet music, sweet as buttercream cake,
Filling the air with notes that never break.
It plays like children on a hot summer street,
Their laughter mingled with the melody’s beat.
Let’s be free from worry and celebrate,
Dancing in twilight until it’s late.
Smiling so brightly, as we shuffle our feet,
Spreading joy to everyone we meet.
Sweet songs swirl around like cotton candy,
Creating colors the world has never seen.
The city is a canvas on which we paint,
Vivid dreams and hopes, untainted by restraint.
Let’s be merry and raise our cups with glee,
Embracing the night in carefree harmony.
Until the morning brings another day,
We’ll savor the magic before it fades away.