Troubled by mounting bills

Tormented by recalcitrant mosquitoes

Harassed by hunger pangs

Stressed by uncooperative weather

Circled by despair

Yet clinging to hope

We raise this song

For not giving up

For retaining your dignity

For remaining soft and hard

At the same time

Imitating

The power of the sun

We raise this song

Today your children

Must rise

So that you may leave the bills

The mosquitoes, the hunger pangs

The bad weather

And all that despair

Forever behind