Once a river split the two,
Buda stood tall, Pest stayed cool.
One's all castles, cobblestone grace,
The other's got cafés, a lively pace.
By the Danube's side, they'd gaze and sigh,
Two halves of a whole, under the same sky.
Buda and Pest, it's a love story,
History meets modern glory.
East meets West, they're hand in hand,
The beating heart of this Magyar land.
Buda whispers, "Look at my hills,"
Pest replies, "But I've got thrills!"
Thermal baths, and bridges grand,
A tale of two cities across the sand.
Each morning sun paints their face,
In every stone, there's a warm embrace.
Buda and Pest, it's a love story,
History meets modern glory.
East meets West, they're hand in hand,
The beating heart of this Magyar land.
Heroes' Square to Castle Hill,
Echoes of time you can't stand still.
From Gellért's heights to Margaret's shore,
Together forever, they'll endure.
Buda and Pest, it's a love story,
History meets modern glory.
East meets West, they're hand in hand,
The beating heart of this Magyar land.
So raise a glass to this city divine,
Where the past and present intertwine.
Buda and Pest, one heart, one name,
Forever united, they'll stay the same.