In the heart of bustling squares,
Where voices rise in fervent air,
A tapestry of dreams unfurls,
As democracy’s vibrant banner twirls.

Here, the whispers of the past,
Echo with a promise vast,
Of freedom’s dance in open lands,
Held gently in the people’s hands.

With every vote, a story told,
Of hopes and fears, both young and old,
In unity, we forge the way,
Through dawn’s first light to end of day.

For democracy is not a silent vow,
But a choir of voices, bold and proud,
A journey shared, where all belong,
In harmony, we raise our song.