Yes, injured Woman! Rise, assert thy right!
Woman! Too long degraded, scorned, oppressed.
Unlock the potential you have inside,
expand your wings and fly.
We need to move beyond the limits
we've placed upon our lives
to touch your heart, O love,
Rise up, O woman!

Mountains fall and seas divide
and impossible things may seem
but where there’s despair there is and faith
and where there’s sadness the consolation is near.
Every breath is a chance to reborn,
but to be reborn you have to die before dying.

Love, a little church that standing all alone,
waits with open doors,
but nobody goes there to pray,
the prayers will go unsaid,
now, where to go? which way?
love, be my beacon,
teach me to look at an empty sky
without fear.

I know not what tomorrow may unfold,
Or where the roads, as yet untrod, may lead;
but i know There are no borders, only wind.
Like you, I was born. Like you,
I was raised in the arms of dreaming. Sometime,
We’ll read the meaning of our tears,
And we’ll understand.

Better than grandeur,
better than gold is the shrine of love,
the haven of life is a heart
that can feel a woe in affliction’s hour,
better than pride and vanities is the balm
of a tender hug with its soothing power,
when all decay and fade away trust the blessings of heaven.