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[Verse 1]
In a studio dream from Sixty-Six,
A crew was born to boldly fix
The world beyond our starry night,
With phasers set not just to fight.

A captain spoke with steady tone,
A Vulcan logic carved in stone,
And Bones with heart that wouldn’t bend —
They showed us what it means to mend.

[Chorus]
We carry stars inside our phones,
From Kirk’s call made in static tones.
Impulse burns in rocket fire,
And warp's no longer just desire.
So laugh not now, oh grounded man,
For Trek has drawn the future's plan.

[Verse 2]
A ship that sailed through time and tide,
With holodecks and crew-wide pride,
From TNG to Deep Space Nine,
To Voyager’s far delta line.

The dream lived on, a guiding light,
For engineers who launch the night,
For kids who saw a world of peace,
Where greed and hate would one day cease.

(Solo)

[Bridge – softly, reflectively]
They called it fiction, mocked the dream,
Yet in the silence of a beam,
Came warp field tests and silent math,
That followed Star Trek’s humble path.

A Motorola dream inspired
By Kirk’s flip phone we all admired.
Not fiction now — it's in your hand,
A future shaped by dreamers’ stand.

[Chorus – stronger, like a call to arms]
We carry stars inside our phones,
The echoes of those Enterprise tones.
Engineers with Trek in mind,
Design what Roddenberry signed.
So laugh not now, oh grounded man,
For Trek’s the spark in every plan.

[Outro – spoken, like a captain’s log]
“Computer, end log.
And set course... for everything we still dare to imagine.”

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Dalida

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