In Prague's embrace, a fairy tale,

Where spires pierce the azure sky,

A city where the echoes sail,
Through winding streets, where time drifts by.

The Vltava's whispers softly flow,

Beneath Charles Bridge's ancient span,
Where legends linger, come and go,
In this Bohemian wonderland.

From Prague Castle's ancient keep,

To Old Town Square's enchanting sight,
In every corner, secrets keep,
A treasure trove of culture's light.

So let us dance on cobblestone,

Beneath the gaze of Prague's old guard,
In this city's heart, we find our own,
A story woven, forever marred.

In Prague's embrace, a tale unfolds,

Where history's whispers fill the air,
A city of spires and cobbled roads,
With Gothic charm beyond compare.

The Astronomical Clock's hands turn,

Marking time in the Old Town Square,
Where Kafka's spirit seems to yearn,
In streets that weave a timeless lair.

From Prague Castle on the hill,

To the haunting beauty of Charles Bridge,
In every corner, a magic still,
A fusion of past and present's bridge.

So let us wander through this maze,

Where art and music freely flow,
In Prague's allure, a poet's praise,
A city where dreams and echoes grow.