Oh, street musicians, your melodies so sweet,
Filling the air with rhythm and beat,
Like troubadours of the asphalt stage,
Your music transcends the chaos and rage.
Strumming guitars, with passion and flair,
Your voices echo through the bustling air,
Each note a story, each lyric a tale,
A symphony of emotions that never fails.
In the city’s heart, your music flows,
A soothing balm for the weary souls,
You sing of love and dreams that soar,
On the pavement stage, you’re nothing but pure.
Crowds gather ’round, entranced by your art,
As the sun sets, you’re still playing your part,
Bringing joy and solace to those who roam,
Oh, street musicians, you make the city feel like home.