In shadows cast by prejudice, a knock resounds,
At the door of your heart, where peace abounds...

In liberty's realm, we bear a cross of might,
Our skin, a testament to trials that tower high...

That day, as though yesterday it lingers,
The school bell rang, yet sickness clutched my...

Grateful am I,
For the mother you were, and still remain...

If ever thou didst love me first,
My heart shall pledge in boundless trust...

If I proclaim my visage fair and true,
Who dares to counter what my lips declare...

All I wanted was to sing,
Yet singing seemed to run away from me...