B-ehold the break of dawn,
A-pril eighth early Saturday;
L-et the new morn take the dark twilight away.
D-o behold the break of dawn,
I-n the warm light of beacon;
A-llow the sun to rise,
S-hining above the horizon.
A-im at the wide blue sky,
N-ight shadows are gone;
T-ake a look at the view,
A-s you behold the break of dawn.
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