Awake, awake, O my torn fate! Be wise
Why do you fall? Can't you rise?
Hurry up! before the body is buried deep,
Keep thy change that ye must keep.
In the dark, every night, starry dew,
Every day, Sun chirps on my window,
Peck Pearls of my grief, with rays of glow,
Elixir smile- as if sitting in a pew!
In the darkest moment of the life,
When tears incessantly flow then
Open the window, find hope, the peeping sun;
Ah! there is the courage, play with this fife.
Till there is the sun, shall not dew perish?
Hope and struggle unto future ye must kiss.
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