Across the vast and open seas,
Where dreams and hopes reside,
We leave behind familiar trees,
And seek a life with pride.
The winds whisper tales of yore,
Of lands both near and far,
We chase a future, evermore,
Guided by a distant star.
Our hearts are filled with longing,
For places yet unseen,
Each step, a silent calling,
To places where weâve never been.
Through trials and tribulations,
We march with spirits high,
For in our hearts, the migration,
Is where our dreams can fly.