In the breath of a changing world, whispers echo,
A beseech from Earth, a call to the heart, a call to the mind.

Beneath the shades of skies
Where clouds dance in circles,
And oceans weave tales with every crest
A narrative unfolds, written in the language of the wind.

Climate change is no game,
We need to act straight away,
The world is dying,
As the environment is crying.

Come on, come on, we need to do this,
Come on, come on we need to hurry up,
Turn down the lights, turn up the volume,
Speak, shout, scream till you need.

We don’t have that much time,
This is your chance to stop this crime.