In morning light, the world awakes,
A gentle breeze, a whispered call,
To cleanse the earth and clear the lakes,
Where purity and peace befall.

The river sings a crystal tune,
As sunlight dances on its face,
In cleanliness, beneath the moon,
We find a sacred, tranquil space.

The leaves are brushed by tender hands,
As nature thrives in each embrace,
In cleanliness, the spirit stands,
Renewed by earth’s eternal grace.

So let us join this gentle dance,
To keep our world both fresh and true,
In cleanliness, we find our chance,
To build a future bright and new.