In the quiet of the night, music whispers,
A serenade of stars dancing in the sky,
Notes like gentle rain, caressing the earth,
A harmony that makes the soul sigh.

Strings of guitars weave tales of old,
Pianos echo dreams yet untold,
Drums beat the heart’s deepest desires,
Brass and woodwinds ignite passion’s fires.

Voices rise like phoenix from the ashes,
Each song a journey, each lyric a guide,
The rhythm of life in every heartbeat,
A universal language we cannot hide.

In every corner of the world, music lives,
A timeless thread that binds us all,
From joyous choruses to melancholic refrains,
In its embrace, we rise and fall.