In classrooms bright with endless dreams,
We speak the language of the skies,
Where words take flight on hopeful streams,
And futures form before our eyes.

Through pages worn and lessons learned,
We grasp the key to doors unbarred,
With every phrase, a new world turned,
As barriers fade and hearts are charred.

The cadence of a foreign tongue,
Becomes familiar, sweet, and clear,
In every story, song, and song,
We find a voice that draws us near.

So let us cherish, let us strive,
To master this, our global song,
In every word, we come alive,
And to this world, we all belong.