In the shadows of forgotten alleys,
Where dreams once lay silent and still,
The whispers of change softly rally,
A stirring of spirit, an unyielding will.

Through the cracks in the ancient walls,
New voices rise, brave and clear,
Breaking chains where silence falls,
With echoes of hope drawing near.

Beneath the sky of trembling stars,
A revolution quietly takes its form,
Lighting the night with unseen scars,
In the eye of an awakening storm.

As the dawn of change begins to bloom,
The world holds its breath in awe,
For within the heart of every room,
Revolution writes its sacred law.