In cities where the skyline sings,
The architecture breathes and brings,
A symphony of steel and stone,
That makes each city feel like home.

Towers rise and bridges span,
The dreams and hopes of every man,
Each building tells a story true,
Of sweat and tears and skies so blue.

The arches curve, the columns stand,
A testament to human hand,
That shaped the earth and touched the sky,
With vision clear and spirit high.

Through windows wide, the sunlight streams,
Illuminating crafted dreams,
A dance of shadows, light, and space,
In every corner, every place.