In the quiet dawn, a song begins,
Whispered secrets in the morning light.
Sons of earth, with hearts of gold,
Their dreams take flight, their stories unfold.
Through fields of green and skies so wide,
They walk with hope, with love as guide.
Each step a note, each breath a rhyme,
In the grand symphony of time.
Their laughter echoes in the breeze,
A melody that brings the world to ease.
Sons of strength, of grace, of might,
They shine like stars in the darkest night.
In every heart, their song remains,
A testament to joy and pain.
Sons of tomorrow, bold and free,
Forever part of life’s great symphony.