Your smile is another sun;
Listen now, it’s just that pretty.
It could power a whole house,
No, it could power a whole city.
I’m not supposed to stare
At something so bright,
But I don’t have a care;
I wouldn’t mind going blind.
We’d have no need for fossil fuel
If we powered the world on you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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