Waking up to the symphony of the dawn,
The youthful day whispers, "It's time to move on."
The beats of life, in colors vivid and bright,
Dancing shadows in the morning light.
Youthful dawn, where the music plays on,
In the heart of the new day, we're where we belong.
The beats rise, under the open skies,
With the sun, we rise, in the dawn's youthful eyes.
Feel the pulse, in the air, the world's awake,
With every step, every move we make.
The melody of the morning, setting us free,
In youth and dawn, we find our melody.
As the day unfolds, with stories yet told,
Our hearts beat to the rhythm, bold and cold.
With every note, in the light, we find our way,
In the youthful dawn, we dance, we sway.
Youthful dawn, where the music plays on,
In the heart of the new day, we're where we belong.
The beats rise, under the open skies,
With the sun, we rise, in the dawn's youthful eyes.
In the silence of the morning, hear the world's call,
Together in the dawn, united we stand tall.
The rhythm of youth, in every heart's core,
In the dawn's light, we soar, forevermore.