Holding the banner of humanism,
I move forward on Your path,
on this gold radiating morning,
holding the weapon of truth and justice.

The lamp of hope glows in the consciousness
that shall create a new world.
By virtue of Your grace and kindness,
I shall not fear resistance.

I admit that some delay occurred;
some time was wasted idling uselessly.

Today,
carrying on my head,
a wee bit of Your grace,
I shall move forward without looking back.

In the imagination of new life
lies my dream and objective,
clearly embedded in my eyes.