In the silence of the night, a murmur grows,
A whisper of change, where the wild wind blows.
The hearts of many, yearning for the dawn,
A new beginning, where old chains are drawn.

Through the streets, the voices rise and swell,
A cry for justice, in the darkest well.
The spark ignites, a flame that never dies,
Illuminating truth beneath the endless skies.

With every step, the ground begins to shake,
The power of the people, no longer will they break.
United in their quest, the revolution sings,
A song of freedom, on hopeful wings.

The dawn approaches, with its golden light,
A world reborn, from the endless night.
And in the hearts of those who dared to fight,
A legacy of courage, burning ever bright.