Do you hear us sing? We sing, marching in unison, Under the yellow umbrellas, That bound us all as one. We sing, with voices that we have found once more, Unwilling to be silenced yet again. We sing, with the sounds of the masses, Declaring that power lies among the people. We sing, united in our hopes and fears, Yet our melodies are interrupted. For our words are suffocated by tear gas, Our bodies at the mercy of terror. Our songs, therefore, Are the cries of a people. Our songs are pleas of desperation, Awaiting a listening ear. We plead for the future of our home, Where the law protects, not oppresses. We yearn for a future shaped by the people, Not one dictated by the rule of man. We hope in a future for our children, One where they will thrive and grow. They will one day sing their hopes and fears, Their voices celebrated and cherished. So as we entrust this city to our youth, They will inherit its joys and its tears. We'll chart a path towa...