Arise, oh prophet, wake and hark!
A call to arms, a vibrant spark.
No more shall slumber bind your tongue,
Your verses rise, on eagles sung.

From mountain peak to valleys deep,
Your words shall flow, forever keep.
The lyre of freedom finds its voice,
A people's song, a joyful choice.

No tyrant's hand can silence now,
The truth you sing, the light doth vow.
Through ages past, your song shall ring,
A firebrand bright, on history's wing.

Though empires crumble, dust to dust,
Your words remain, a sacred trust.
A testament to hope's decree,
The poet's voice, eternally free.

Arise, oh prophet, raise your song!
Let freedom's anthem rise, be strong!