Our sun it lights
What we mark off:
Each day –
And we go on.
Our lives we bite
Our own part of:
Each day –
And we go on.
It’s in our hearts,
It’s in our breasts,
And beats
In every bodies chest:
It is this day,
It is our sun:
This life –
And we go on.
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