In the land where secrets softly speak,
A tale of courage and silent strength,
Where shadows dance with whispers meek,
And hearts endure the longest length.

The echoes of a nation’s dream,
In every word, a silent cry,
Through time and pain, hopes brightly gleam,
A call for freedom rising high.

Through pages worn by history’s touch,
The soul of a people yearns to be free,
With every line, the struggle is such,
That truth and justice shall decree.

A legacy wrapped in whispered grace,
In tales of love and sorrow’s fire,
A timeless journey we embrace,
In dreams that lift the spirit higher.