In the silence of the night, broken whispers arise,
Stories of the fallen echo under cold skies.
We gather with our shadows, painting hearts with hope,
As tears turn to rivers, together we will cope.

But we'll sing our way through, let the sorrow play,
Every note a beacon in the night turns to day.
As we rise from the ashes, to a world torn apart,
We’ll weave love like a tapestry, who we are at heart.

From the wars we carry, let's form our own song,
Hands joined in resilience, a rhythm strong.
In the pulse of our rhythm, a fight yet to arise,
We’ll hold on to the vision before our very eyes.

The city lights flicker, how many dreams they’ve dimmed,
But deep in every soul, there burns a chance that’s brimmed.
Through every shattered moment, united we'll combine,
Each voice sings of freedom, let the hearts align.

But we'll sing our way through, let the sorrow play,
Every note a beacon in the night turns to day.
As we rise from the ashes, to a world torn apart,
We’ll weave love like a tapestry, who we are at heart.

Together we will march through the fire and the rain,
In the face of the tempests, we won’t feel the pain.
As spirits will dance on the ruins of fear,
The melody of life will remember us, here.

Fortunes may abandon us, yet hope is the anthem,
In melodies of memory, we slowly begin again.
With hearts wide open, lost inside our embrace,
Through the struggles of yesterday, new beginnings we chase.

But we'll sing our way through, let the sorrow play,
Every note a beacon in the night turns to day.
As we rise from the ashes, to a world torn apart,
We’ll weave love like a tapestry, who we are at heart.

So let the final dawn break upon our every tale,
In the name of love and peace, may our voices prevail.
Together writing pages, of history once untold,
In the warmth of the future, our dreams will unfold.