In the whispers of the dawn, a promise unfolds,
A tapestry woven with threads of gold,
Where dreams converge in morning’s embrace,
A nation rises, with hope in its face.

Beneath the vast, unyielding sky,
Voices of many, together they cry,
In unity and strength, the future they hold,
A symphony of stories, new and old.

Rivers of culture, deep and wide,
Flow through the land with gentle pride,
Diversity blooms in every heart,
A mosaic of souls, each a vital part.

Through trials and triumphs, the spirit remains,
A beacon of light through joys and pains,
In every heart, the nation beats,
A timeless bond where past and present meet.