In the silence of the night, a violin weeps,
Its strings whisper tales of joy and sorrow,
Each note a fragment of dreams it keeps,
Echoing promises of a brighter tomorrow.

The piano’s keys dance under moonlight’s glow,
A waltz of black and white, a harmony so sweet,
Melodies of love in gentle waves flow,
A timeless rhythm where hearts and music meet.

The trumpet calls with a golden, brassy shout,
Heralding the dawn with its vibrant sound,
Stirring souls, banishing all doubt,
In its bold, triumphant voice we’re found.

The drumbeat’s pulse, the heartbeat of the earth,
Uniting us in a cadence ancient and true,
A reminder of life’s undying worth,
In every beat, a story anew.