L-et the sun bathe your life
I-n twenty-fourth November;
E-vening moon disappears,
Z-enith makes the noon brighter.
E-arly light in the morning brings a thrill to your mind;
L-et the beacon warm your heart as you leave the night behind.
A-llow the dawn to break,
L-et it stop the risk of strife;
D-on't let the chill confuse you,
A-s the sun bathes
Y-our life.
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