In the quiet of the night, a melody takes flight,
Whispered through the leaves, a song pure and bright.
Notes of longing, notes of love, in the cool moonlight,
Carried by the wind, reaching hearts out of sight.

Beneath the starlit sky, voices softly blend,
Harmonies entwined, like old lovers’ hands.
Every chord a memory, every lyric a friend,
A song that transcends time, through distant lands.

The chorus of the past, the verse of the present,
A bridge to tomorrow, where dreams are sent.
Each beat a heartbeat, every rest a breath,
A composition of life, from birth to death.

So listen to the echoes, let the music play,
For in every note, a story finds its way.
A symphony eternal, in the silence it stays,
A song of echoes, in the wind it sways.