Each day new away will go
Into the night fore you know,
To memories
The minutes freeze,
- Though some from it's past shall glow!
A song may be like a thought
Where past has been again brought,
Into the mind
For us to find,
- And as music again then taught.
Refrain:
Like dews from early dawns
Each from his life shall give,
Like ducks becoming swans
Is how we all must live.
Each day new away will go
Like the summer wind shall blow,
On sweet flower
Each dwelling hour,
- To reach to the roots that grow!
A song may be like a wish
Or mere thoughts to accomplish,
That we have found
Because of sound,
- But later it becomes all this.
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