In the silent whisper of the night,
Where shadows dance with fleeting grace,
The cry for justice takes its flight,
And hope finds its destined place.

Beneath the stars, so cold and bright,
A voice arises, pure and strong,
Demanding freedom, shining light,
To right the centuries of wrong.

Through battles fought, with hearts alight,
The chains of tyranny are broken,
With every step towards the right,
A new dawn’s promise is spoken.

Let us stand, with spirit bright,
Uphold the rights for which we fight,
In unity, our future write,
With love and justice as our might.