In the quiet corners of the world,
Daughters rise like the dawn,
With dreams woven in their hearts,
And strength that never fades.
Their laughter echoes through the years,
A melody of hope and grace,
Guiding us through stormy seas,
With courage etched in every step.
Through shadows and sunlight,
They carve their own path,
Bearing wisdom in their eyes,
Their spirit, a beacon of light.
In their embrace, we find solace,
A love that knows no bounds,
Daughters, the gentle warriors,
Whose legacy forever resounds.