Furka mountain steam railroad

I am heavy, black, snarling and hissing. Once discarded, fallen out of time and seemingly worthless. My days seemed numbered, my end sealed. And yet I live. Driving on an iron road. Defy the wind. Delight people. Make children shine. Even turn men into little children. Whoever rides with me forgets time. Learn to see the world with different eyes. I climb mountain valleys. I open up the view of Alpine passes. Bring you closer to the mountain peaks. May I inspire you too? You just have to let me and get on board. Shhhh... I'm the steam locomotive.