and I take one step forward,
Walking calmly into the streets.

I see people mourning,
Praying for some help to reach.

I know we have come to the same days,
When we were locked inside

But think once,
A beautiful rose bloom
Once  crossing the path of thorns.

Same goes to us,
These days are the thorns for us
So be strong to face it and lets all together
cross the path,
to bloom like the beautiful roses.