I am searching and searching
No rain no raining
No free air no enlightened light.
You are saying my leaders
It is just global climatic change
And you are forgetting your role
In it and forgetting your responsibility.
O men of front line
Giver me my spring
Let my child go to school easily
Let me travel freely using
Public transportation system
Let my house have access to a
renewable energy grid
Let my lakes and water
Carries fish and birds
Let the spring come to me.
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