The lyric of dawn is fading
Though her song be mournful
The melody of day is rising
With her tears of happiness.
The symphony of mid-day plays
Echoing on silent keys
The opera of light is burning
With her dark eyes of sadness
The orchestra of sunset
Plays loud for the coming night
The music of the world
Is growing louder every day.
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