In the quiet dawn, they rise with dreams in their eyes,
Sons of the world, with hearts bold and wise.
Through the storms and the calm, they forge their way,
Each step a testament to the battles they sway.

With every sunrise, a new hope is born,
Sons of the earth, from dusk till morn.
They shoulder the weight of unspoken fears,
Yet march forward, despite the tears.

In the fields of life, they plant their seed,
Sons of the stars, with boundless creed.
Through failures and triumphs, they stand tall,
For in their spirit, they heed the call.

As the moonlight bathes the night in silver hue,
Sons of the sky, with dreams anew.
They build the future with hands so strong,
Writing their legacy, a timeless song.