Beneath the silver moon, the train slides
Through fields and towns, it silently glides
Echoes of journeys past, whispers in the night
Dreams of distant lands, softly taking flight

The rhythmic clatter, a lullaby’s embrace
Windows framed with fleeting faces
Lights flicker, stories unfold
A tapestry of lives, myriad and bold

Steel and steam, a symphony of motion
Carving paths through the ocean of emotion
Each station, a pause, a breath, a sigh
Love and longing as the landscapes fly

In the heart of the night, the train’s gentle hum
A melody of memories, where we come from
Through valleys deep and mountains high
The journey continues, beneath the endless sky