In the quiet morning light I stand,
My voice a river, my heart a land.
Bound by dreams that soar and glide,
Unveiling truths I cannot hide.

With every breath, a promise made,
To walk the path that freedom laid.
My rights, a shield against the storm,
A beacon bright, a sacred norm.

I lift my eyes to skies above,
Embrace the world with endless love.
My rights, a song that must be sung,
An anthem strong on every tongue.

Through valleys deep and mountains high,
My spirit soars, my dreams will fly.
For in my rights, I find my way,
A guiding star by night and day.