Through the silent night they travel far,
Whispering secrets of distant stars.
Invisible threads that bind the sky,
Carrying voices that never die.

Across the mountains and over the seas,
They weave their tales with gentle ease.
A symphony of signals in the air,
Connecting hearts with tender care.

In the quiet moments of the dawn,
They bring us news from worlds forlorn.
A bridge of waves that softly flow,
From places we may never know.

So let us tune our hearts to hear,
The melodies they hold so dear.
For in the radio’s gentle hum,
We find a world where all are one.