From town to town, they merrily roam,
These merry minstrels, never at home,
With instruments in hand, they play their tunes,
Bringing smiles to all, beneath the sun and moon.
Children's faces light up with glee,
As the melodies dance through the streets so free,
Tapping toes and clapping hands,
Happiness spreads across the lands.
In every note, a touch of romance,
As lovers sway in a tender dance,
Hearts aflutter, souls entwined,
By the magic these traveling friends unwind.
From dusk till dawn, their music plays,
Filling the nights and brightening the days,
These wandering minstrels, a troupe so dear,
Bringing happiness, wherever they appear.
Minstrels
© Copyright: Виталий Стадников, 2024
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