In the heart of the city
where shadows lie
Stands a figure tall beneath the sky
With a badge of honor and eyes of steel
A guardian of justice with a heart to heal Oh,
the guardians of the city
In the dead of night
with a beacon of hope
In the city's light in the asphalt streets
Where stories bloom
they stand as sentinels against the gloom
In the whispers of the wind
where secrets hide
A figure walks with a silent stride
With a lemon scent in the evening air
A diplomat
of peace with a flair Oh,
the guardians of the city
In the dead of night with a beacon of hope
In the city's light in the asphalt streets
Where stories bloom
they stand as sentinels against the gloom
In the shade of the poplar trees
where spirits soar A figure stands with an open
door With branches swaying in the gentle breeze
They offer solace
to hearts at ease Oh, the guardians of the city
In the dead of night with a beacon of hope
In the city's light in the asphalt streets
Where stories bloom
they stand as sentinels against the gloom
Oh,
let us honor the guardians true In the heart of the city
where skies are blue
For in their presence we find our way In the light of justice
forever they'll stay