Bar Pa Khiz

What was a sprout of life, Has become a forest of green, strong and sturdy; What was a few shouts in the darkness; Has become a rumbling thunder; What was a tweet of hope, Has become an ensemble of the bravest; What was far and divided, Has become one and united; Awakened and sober, Now its the time, our time, to March, Hand in hand; Today, tomorrow, next weeks and months; To redeem our dream, reclaim our future;