I can see joy in your sadness
I can see victory in your trials
I can see triumph in your tears
Yes I can
I can see light at the tip of the tunnel
I can see sweet songs at the end of your moans
I can see victory in your toils
Yes I can
How can we gain without pains?
How can we reap without sowing?
How can?
I can see light in your night
I can see triumph in your trials
I can see victory in your pains
I can see triumph in your toil
Yes I can.
How can we gain without pains?
How can a woman give birth without labour?
How can a man live without battles?
How can?
I can see songs in your lips
I can see triumph in your gait
I can see dance in your legs
So dance.
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