J-ust smile after you cry,
O-n the twenty-fourth of December;
Y-our birthday has come, and it's worth to remember.
A-fter you cry a river,
R-apture replaces the tears;
C-omfort of the hammered heart
I-s brought as the sun appears.
A-lthough it hurts so bad,
G-rief and agony will die;
A-im to get your life in shape after you cry.
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