And then he made history
Oh what a victory
Now grown men weep
And the whole world speaks
Its his name on a million lips
His face in every flick
His eyes look to a million faces
A million dreams through his dream come true
My words will never be enough
My thanks can never be enough
His name means blessed
He is truelly blessed
This is not my tribute
This is not my ode
This is my prayer
May God bless you
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