If not now then when shall we be free,
From chains that bind us and take away,
The liberty we yearn for desperately.

Our hearts, once hopeful, now in disarray,
Struggle for freedom, our fervent plea,
If not now then when shall we be free?

Each passing day, lost dreams, love’s decay,
Like sands slipping through time’s eternal sea,
The liberty we yearn for desperately.

With every tear shed, hope fades away,
But the spirit within refuses to sway,
If not now then when shall we be free?

In shadows we dwell, longing for the ray,
To break the darkness and guide our way,
The liberty we yearn for desperately.

Yet, in our hearts, flames of passion still play,
A resistance stirring, ready to convey,
If not now then when shall we be free?

Through the darkness, love’s triumphant display,
Expelling the doubts that cloud our dismay,
The liberty we yearn for desperately.

For love and freedom, we’ll forever pray,
Until the shackles of oppression decay,
If not now then when shall we be free?