In the heart of youth, a fire burns bright,
A dance of dreams beneath the moonlit night.
Eyes wide open, hearts full of hope,
With every dawn, they learn to cope.

Through fields of green and skies so blue,
They chase the stars, they seek what’s true.
The world a canvas, vast and grand,
They paint their path with curious hands.

With every step, they face the unknown,
Yet in their souls, a seed is sown.
The winds may change, the tides may turn,
But in their hearts, the fires burn.

So let them dream, and let them soar,
For youth’s sweet song will always roar.
In every heart, a timeless tune,
The endless dance beneath the moon.