Every new year we hear the same song
From old singer and song that has long been
Its tone was equally
But we never get bored
At every turn there's always the old story pitch
And as played gramaphone
The song was dragged by time
Never had faded
And the immortal stored in the earth
Never had bored
Singing it up and running
(2013)
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