In the silence of the night, a melody arises,
Soft whispers of a song long forgotten,
Each note weaving tales of old surprises,
In dreams, its echoes are begotten.

Stars twinkle to the rhythm of its tune,
A gentle lullaby that holds the sky,
Wrapped in the embrace of the silver moon,
It sings of love that never says goodbye.

The breeze carries its tender refrain,
Through valleys deep and mountains high,
Uniting hearts across the distant plain,
A timeless hymn that will never die.

Listen closely to the whispers of the past,
In its song, find solace and peace,
For in every note, a memory is cast,
A symphony of moments that never cease.