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She dreams of the country |
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Her eyes go far away |
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She wishes for happiness |
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The beauty of brighter days |
| [00:26.000] |
Sometimes life seems so grey |
| [00:29.000] |
So she sees it through different eyes |
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Like a flower pushing up through concrete |
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to thrive 'cause |
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She's always known |
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That there was something more |
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Like a hunger in her belly |
| [00:47.500] |
Like an instinct tellin' her that there was something more |
| [00:52.000] |
This living can't be called livin' |
| [00:54.800] |
And it's really only half a life |
| [00:58.000] |
She's a flower that grows despite cement walls |
| [01:02.000] |
And she will survive |
| [01:08.500] |
She will survive |
| [01:16.300] |
She's a rare breed with rose petal lips |
| [01:20.000] |
And leafy limbs |
| [01:22.500] |
In conversations she looks for cracks |
| [01:26.000] |
To dig her roots deep in |
| [01:29.000] |
The waves comes up like daisies |
| [01:32.000] |
She pushes her head to the sun |
| [01:35.000] |
Says "I'm still me despite these circumstance |
| [01:38.500] |
Says "the best has yet to come"cuz |
| [01:42.800] |
She's always known |
| [01:45.500] |
There was something more |
| [01:49.000] |
Like a hunger in her belly |
| [01:50.500] |
Like an instinct tellin' her that there was something more |
| [01:55.500] |
This living shouldn't be called livin' |
| [01:58.000] |
And it's really only half a life |
| [02:01.000] |
She's a flower that grows despite cement walls |
| [02:05.000] |
And she will survive |
| [02:12.000] |
She will survive |
| [02:20.000] |
Challenges do not define us |
| [02:22.800] |
We are shaped by how we carry on |
| [02:26.000] |
This is our opportunity |
| [02:28.500] |
To decide the kind of women we want to become |
| [02:32.000] |
And so, it is with great gratitude |
| [02:35.000] |
And the strength of humility |
| [02:38.800] |
We transform pain into victory |
| [02:42.000] |
By digging our roots deep |
| [02:46.000] |
And always know |
| [02:49.000] |
That there is something more |
| [02:52.000] |
there's this hunger in our bellies |
| [02:53.500] |
Like an instinct tellin' us that there is something more |
| [02:59.000] |
This living cannot be called livin' |
| [03:01.000] |
And it's really only half a life |
| [03:04.500] |
We are flowers that grow despite cement walls |
| [03:09.000] |
And we will survive |
| [03:15.000] |
And we will survive |
| [03:21.000] |
And we will survive |
