Let the people know.

Softer than a snow,

gentle wind will blow.

So let the people know.

They slowly start to grow,

rising from below.

No need for them to bow

since there's no more law.

More and more will show.

Us, they will follow.

But we can't be slow;

someone already saw.

The pencil moves to draw

a big colourful rainbow

seen outside a window.

The colours start to flow.

The first in a row

is the colour yellow

which can brightly glow;

the others are in tow.