In the dawn of youthful dreams, they rise,
Sons of the horizon, with hope in their eyes.
Whispering echoes of tomorrowâs song,
In the dance of life, where they belong.
Melodies of young hearts, pure and bright,
Guiding stars in the silent night.
Each footstep, a note in the endless tune,
Singing tales from dusk to noon.
Through trials and storms, they stand tall,
Sons of courage, whoâll never fall.
In their strength, a future unfolds,
A story of bravery, yet to be told.
With every sunrise, a new beginning,
Sons of promise, forever winning.
Their journey, a canvas painted in gold,
A legacy of dreams, eternally bold.