The generation that once walked holding your finger Is leaving you behind Leaving your path, it is marching forward The future generation is moving forward
To the shores unknown to you Through the paths unseen by you It continues to march
Breaking through narrow lanes, boundaries, and borders It is charging forward
Crossing iron fences Crossing barbed wires, trampling over iron boots It continues to march It is moving forward
The tender buds you once saw Are now passing you by
Those who stood in the way Those who wished to crush it down It tramples them with its very soft feet Amidst its youthful songs and plays
Life itself becomes a song Courage becomes its very breath As it continues to march forward
As the messenger of the future generation It is passing you by Turning you into history, it is marching forward.
