Pinch this balloon of joy upon us

The ones’ the skies hold in their palms

Yonder, ripening with a colorful promise

The joy in our heart now multiplies by seven

Each day brings us closer to the bigger sphere


The rain comes to cleanse us

From the tiredness of yesterday

Wet feet, soft heart, tomorrow peeping at us

Here we will stand tall like palm trees, unafraid

We these people, who sweeps after the night


These balloons will break upon us

Soon after the dust of yesterday settles

And when the night falls and slumbers again

And the following morning starts to climb taller

Just listen, the birds will sing out names out loud.