In the heart of the night, a spark ignites,
A flame of dreams, of endless flights,
Through valleys deep and mountains high,
The spirit of freedom begins to fly.

Chains of past, broken at last,
A future bright, a shadow cast,
With every step, a story told,
Of courage bold and hearts of gold.

The winds of change, they gently blow,
Across the lands where rivers flow,
In unity, we find our voice,
In liberty, we make our choice.

The dawn of hope, the break of day,
A path of light, a brand new way,
With hands unbound, we journey far,
Guided by freedom, our guiding star.