In the heart of the night, a whisper grows,
A tale of courage, where the spirit flows.
Bound by chains, yet dreams took flight,
Through darkest hours, emerged the light.

The battles fought, the tears that fell,
Silent cries, through storm and swell.
With every step, the horizon near,
A march of hope, a path so clear.

The dawn breaks free, a new day born,
From shadows past, the veil is torn.
Hands once shackled, now reach high,
Beneath the vast, unfettered sky.

Independence, a song of the brave,
From history’s depths, a life to save.
In unity, the strength to stand,
A land reborn, by its own hand.