With what color will you dare to paint with
the blank pages that adorn your life,
with which verses you will fill your chapters,
what rhymes you’ll make your melody sound like.
With what winds you’ll hoist your flight,
those fears that will take your name,
with what tears your comfort will be tarnished,
with which other eyes your gaze will be born.
With what steps you will walk your path,
powerful spark of fire to ignite,
with which pulse you will rise to destiny,
with which strength you’re going to dream.
