Amid the dawn’s first golden light,
A flag ascends to greet the sky,
Its colors bold, its symbols bright,
A beacon where the spirits fly.

It tells a tale of struggles past,
Of heroes’ dreams that never die,
Their courage in the shadows cast,
Beneath this flag, they soared so high.

In winds of change, it stands so tall,
A testament to unity,
Through storm and calm, it shelters all,
A symbol of our liberty.

Let hearts be proud, let voices sing,
Beneath this flag we stand as one,
A tapestry of hopes we bring,
Until the setting of the sun.