In the night, the streets come alive,
With the bassdrum’s pounding drive.
Chords in 4/4 for the floor, they soar,
Guiding our souls through the city’s core.

Echoes dance with delays, whispering low,
As melodies bloom, like stars aglow.
The bassdrum pulses, a rhythmic beat,
A steady heartbeat on the city’s heat.

Through the night, we wander, hearts aflame,
Lost in the music’s hypnotic frame.
The streets embrace us, a nocturnal stage,
Where dreams and passions intertwine on this page.
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