A young lady has dreams

She wants to see her future gleam

Behold, how beautiful is this cloud cuckoo land!

like every morning’s beam

A worker desires of a good life,

of  high wages and no strife,

for a tranquil midlife

A citizen wants his voice reflected,

A nation where his choice is respected,

where his demands are not neglected

A victim wishes for justice and equity,

a path of victory and serenity,

of freedom till eternity                                                                          

Harsh is our reality unlike of the cloud cukoo land

not impossible it is how it seems

courage, effort and compassion is what we need

to change our reality into those of our dreams