The fog and mist over the ocean,
the high tide does not care about,
The ups and downs of the surf,
sweeps anyone on its way.
The visions inside the New Year,
Is shrouded by the fogs of uncertainty,
The march of time would not care,
The failure and success in life.
The silky froth of the waves,
rides over the blue sea water crests,
The optimism inside human hearts,
overshadows pessimism hiding somewhere in dark.
The song and play of beautiful waves,
defies the gloom of fog and mist,
The aspirations and enthusiasm of the heart,
Wishes Happy New Year to all in the world.
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