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(Verse 1)
Through the cobblestone alleys, under the moon's pale light,
Walking shadows in the night, in old Europe's sight.
Gothic spires reaching up, to touch the starry sky,
Echoes of history, in every stone's silent cry.
(Chorus)
Old Europe cities, in the night so profound,
Where secrets of centuries, are forever bound.
In the glow of the lamplight, in the post-punk sound,
We find our hearts echoing, in the magic we've found.
(Verse 2)
Down the Seine, across the Thames, where the ghosts of poets dwell,
In the Prague's old town square, hear the ancient castle's knell.
Through the Vienna streets, where Mozart's spirit takes flight,
In the Rome's moonlit piazzas, basking in the soft night light.
(Chorus)
Old Europe cities, in the night's mystic veil,
Where the past and present, in harmony prevail.
In the rhythm of the night, in the post-punk tale,
We find our souls resonating, in the moonlight's pale trail.
(Bridge)
In the echo of the footsteps, in the whisper of the wind,
In the pulse of the city, where the old and new begin.
In the strum of the bass guitar, in the drum's steady beat,
In the old Europe cities, where the past and present meet.
(Chorus)
Old Europe cities, in the night's silent song,
Where the echoes of history
forever belong.
In the melody of the night, in the post-punk throng,
We find our spirits dancing, where they truly belong.
(Outro)
So here's to the old cities, bathed in the night's soft glow,
To the stories they whisper, to the secrets they know.
In the classic post-punk style, under the moon's gentle throw,
We sing the song of the old Europe cities, in the night's shadowy tableau.
