Rise, rise,rise
O my hope, rise!
rise like the balloon very high
when there is no air in the sky,
rise like the splendour of the day
through fog spread all the way,
rise like the full-blown moon
when the night camps out soon.

rise, rise, rise,
O my hope, rise!
moments are beset with helplessness
and the clock circles failures and restlessness,
rise and stand on the hill,
there life is full of thrill,
rise never to die and never
and never fall like gushing cascade in the river.