Beneath the azure sky so wide, Boats sail with a graceful glide. They trace the horizon’s endless line, Carving paths…
Beneath the silk of lanterns bright, In ancient towns with whispers old, Stories of past in moonlit night, Traditions woven,…
In the stillness of the night they glide, Upon the waters calm and wide. Beneath the stars, their paths align,…
Beneath the moon’s soft, silver gleam, Boats drift in a tranquil dream. Their sails whisper tales untold, Of journeys past…