Beneath the endless velvet sky,
Where stars like ancient lanterns glow,
Whispers drift from worlds unknown,
In cosmic tales that softly flow.

Through the night, a gentle hum,
Echoes of distant, spectral dreams,
Alien voices weave their songs,
In silver threads of astral streams.

Eyes that see beyond the dawn,
Colors that dance in foreign light,
They trace the paths of distant suns,
In realms untouched by day or night.

What secrets lie in shadows deep,
What wonders in the silence lie,
As aliens whisper through the void,
Their mysteries written in the sky.