[Verse] In Bhaktapur you roam the ancient streets Red bricks whisper tales of timeless feats Craftsmen's hands have shaped both door and dome Art and history call this place their home [Verse 2] Temple bells ring out a sacred chime Every corner tells a story old as time Markets buzz with life from dawn to night In Bhaktapur every moment feels so right [Chorus] Oh Bhaktapur your glory's shining bright Heritage preserved in morning light Culture flows like rivers through your veins In every heart your legacy remains [Verse 3] Potters spin their wheels in rhythmic dance Crafting clay with patience not by chance Gilded rooftops touch the sky so high In Bhaktapur all dreams will never die [Verse 4] Feasts of color during festive days Laughter blends with music in a daze Every festival a burst of cheer Bhaktapur's spirit draws us near [Bridge] A city where the old and new collide Tradition and progress side by side From sunrise to the setting moon Bhaktapur’s melody a timeless tune [outro]
