As I saw the suns go down
Coloring the sky with blue-black ink
Spreading gleaming jewels here ‘n there
I knelt down and prayed
O God! The new day to come
The new crisp sun to rise
Be it the message of a new life
With a new vigor, a new style
With blowing winds
To blow my fears away
To give me a hand
Which stables me when I sway
To fill these muddy, useless ground
With blooming flowers, comforting warmth
As I saw the sun go down
Coloring the sky with blue-black ink
Spreading gleaming jewels here ‘n there
I knelt down and prayed
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