Birds are flyingNo more cryingwith new lifeanother dawn with a beam of lightI am rising againI can run and laughholding flowers with shining eyesI can smileI am rising againLook up at the skya beautiful butterflyshining stars and no screams or cryI am rising againThe drops of rain fall on my faceno tears in eyes standing with great gracewith new courage and faithnothing seems wrong everything is rightI am rising againNo old memories and ugly marksa new day with little darkI am rising again