In the heart of every soul, a light so brightly gleams,
The sacred rights we cherish, woven in our dreams.
From whispers of the dawn to the twilight’s gentle call,
They stand as steadfast sentinels, a beacon for us all.

Through storms and untamed seas, they guide our weary way,
A compass for the lost, a hope that shall not sway.
In the quiet of the night, or the world’s resounding roar,
These rights, our silent guardians, forever we implore.

Each voice, a note in harmony, a symphony of might,
The right to live, to laugh, to dream, to bask in morning light.
No chains can bind the spirit, no darkness quench the flame,
For rights are born of freedom, and freedom knows no name.

Let us stand together, united by this creed,
That every heart deserves its song, each soul its rightful need.
With courage as our banner, and justice as our guide,
We walk the path of equity, with rights, our hearts abide.