AI poem about Bratislava created by artificial intelligence

On the banks of the Danube, where the waves sing,
a city stands that tells its story.
Bratislava, crown of Slovakia,
eternal history beats in your heart.

Bratislava Castle, guardian of old times,
beauty watches over the city like a knight in a cloak.
Coronation of kings, glorious days and nights,
in your tower, the walls are in my power.

Saint Martin's Cathedral, tabernacle faithful,
where the crowns shone in glory eternal.
Gothic shadows intertwine with daylight,
where glorious coronations were our light.

Michael's Gate, entrance to medieval dreams,
in her tower time rings like a wondrous note.
Bratislava, your narrow streets full of magic,
where every stone has a story, what it hides behind the lights.

Primate's palace where peace was born,
history danced in your halls and hope was fertile.
Words and deeds that changed nations
in your classicist spirit, peace found its entrances.

Devín castle, above the confluence of rivers,
the eternal guardian of history is in the walls.
Romans, Celts, Slavs passed through your dust,
you stood firm, proud, with courage and fear.

Bratislava, the city of intersecting roads,
countless histories are written in your walls.
Where the old meets the new in harmony,
and every story of yours rhymes in eternity.

You are a city where history and future merge,
Bratislava, stories last in your heart.
May the Danube continue to flow, carrying your legacy on,
in your streets history and future our hall.