In the quiet of the morning haze,
Where whispers of dreams dare to rise,
The chains that bound now break away,
As we reach for the endless skies.

The path was long, the nights were cold,
Yet hearts ablaze with hope and pride,
Through shadows deep and stories old,
Independence stands, our guiding light.

With every step, a victory claimed,
In fields of green and cities’ might,
The spirit unshackled, unashamed,
We revel in our newfound flight.

So let the banners wave on high,
In colors bold and courage grand,
For in our hearts, the truth resides,
Freedom’s song across the land.