In the stillness of the night,
A train hums softly through the dark,
Guided by the silver moonlight,
A journey begins, igniting a spark.

Each carriage tells a story untold,
Of travelers lost in their own dreams,
Through valleys deep and mountains bold,
The train flows like gentle streams.

As the whistle echoes through the sky,
Stars above twinkle in silent glee,
The rhythm of wheels, a lullaby,
Carrying hopes on an endless sea.

Morning breaks with a golden hue,
The train whispers tales of the night,
Awakening the world anew,
In the dawn’s embrace, everything feels right.