In the gentle rustle of hopeful leaves,
Democracy sings her timeless song,
Where every voice, no matter how small,
Joins in the chorus, proud and strong.

Beneath the vast and open skies,
Dreams of justice take their flight,
Guided by the people’s will,
Illuminating the path with light.

The tapestry of diverse hands,
Weaving stories old and new,
A dance of thoughts in harmony,
Where unity and peace ensue.

So let us guard this sacred trust,
Nurture it with care and grace,
For in democracy’s gentle embrace,
Lies the hope of every race.