Because the sun rises, we wake up to a brand new day,
Because the rain falls, the flowers bloom in May.
Because the wind whispers, we feel its gentle touch,
Because of love, we're capable of so much.
In a world where women rise,
Their voices strong, they claim their prize,
No longer silenced, no longer oppressed,
They stand united, breaking through the mess.
Salut gros qu’est ce qui se passe
J’ai l’impression que ne ça va pas
Tu es froid comme une glace
Mais tu n’es pas lÃ
Je ne t’ai jamais vu comme ca