I-f ever I climb the hill again,
R-eally shall I touch the sky;
I-'ll make the clouds vanish,
S-hall I fly and soar so
H-igh.
M-ay twenty-second morn,
A-nother mountain to climb;
R-ain is falling in torrent,
C-old chill can't waste my time.
I-nclement clime can't stop me to do the best to win;
A-ll I want is to exert effort, if ever I climb the hill again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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