In the cradle of dawn’s embrace,
Where dreams and roads intertwine,
I follow the call of distant lands,
Beyond the horizon’s line.

Mountains rise with ancient grace,
Their peaks kissing the sky,
Every step a tale untold,
As the world whispers by.

Rivers weave a song of time,
Through valleys deep and wide,
Carrying stories of the earth,
On their eternal ride.

Stars above guide my weary soul,
With their gentle, shimmering light,
In the heart of every journey,
I find my endless flight.