In the quiet of dawn, they pack their dreams,
Whispering farewells to familiar streams,
With hearts full of courage, they board the plane,
Seeking brighter futures through joy and pain.

Across the oceans, they journey far,
Guided by the light of a distant star,
In lands unknown, they toil and strive,
To keep their loved ones’ hopes alive.

With every tear shed on foreign soil,
They weave stories of love and endless toil,
Their hands build homes, yet feel the strain,
Of longing hearts, of love’s refrain.

Yet through it all, they rise, they soar,
Their spirits unbroken, forever more,
For in their hearts, a beacon shines bright,
A testament to dreams, to the endless fight.