Colegiul National “Nichita Stanescu” Ploiesti, Romania

 SPRING OF LIGHT

There were once mournful times of old

And despair reigned the age of gold,

But now there`s nothing left but ashes

That strike the soul within eyes flashes.

When darkness comes and rules the fear

Seeing a poor child shed a tear

Crushes the soul,  tears it apart

Stay strong my brother, with a pure heart !

When harmony and silence lingers

And feel like peace slips through our fingers,

Fear not of nothing and of no one

 Though harm cannot be now undone.

You rise to live another day,

A better day, for peace to pray.

Be loved and love all in your sight.

Reclaim the peace, reclaim the light.

 Alexandru