In the whispers of the morning light,
A chorus rises, ancient and new,
Women weaving stories of might,
In every breath, a world they renew.

Boundless dreams take flight on wings,
Breaking chains of yesteryears,
Their voices like rivers, each one sings,
A melody of hope, beyond fears.

Through shadows deep and mountains high,
They carve paths with courage untold,
With every step, they touch the sky,
Turning struggles into gold.

In unity, they find their song,
A tapestry of strength unfurled,
Together they stand, proud and strong,
Women of the world, changing the world.