(Intro) Verse 1 A trumpet cries through veils of mist, Like it has seen a thousand winters pass. An old monk sits beside the railway line, Where forgotten cities fade into the dark. The train rolls deep through endless night, Bass like steel on rusty rails. Windows filled with shadows and dreams, No timetable knows the name of this journey. Chorus Roll on, night train, roll on down the line, Through streets of echoes and time. The bassline burns like an ancient sign, A mark forever carried inside. Roll on, night train, deep through the night, Past forgotten gateways and walls. One single riff keeps the world together, While neon stars begin to fall. Verse 2 Old saxophone spirits drift above, Over rooftops of concrete and smoke. The trumpet calls like a monk's old prayer, And the city answers soft and low. Between the ruins and station lights, The groove keeps turning round and round. Every beat becomes a memory, Every bass hit a treasure found. Chorus Roll on, night train, roll on down the line, Through streets of echoes and time. The bassline burns like an ancient sign, A mark forever carried inside. Roll on, night train, deep through the night, Past forgotten gateways and walls. One single riff keeps the world together, While neon stars begin to fall. Bridge No hurry. No borders. Only wheels on eternal steel. Time grows slow and heavy as honey, While the night falls over the town. Outro The trumpet fades into morning mist, But the bass remains beneath the skin. Like a melody from another lifetime, Following you wherever you've been. Night train rolling... Night train rolling... Through forgotten cities... Into the dawn... Suno-Titel: Night Train of Dust and Gold Das Zappwaits 69+ Rentner Kollektiv * Delta Mönch Zappwaits * Text Zappwaits © 2026 alle Rechte / Übersetzung, Cover, Gesang & Sound KI Entfalten statt Liften! www.zappwaits.de
