L-et your birthday come,
O-ne sun starts to ascend;
R-ugged wind of the night
I-s beginning to
E-nd.
B-irthday of you has come,
U-sing a thousand thrill;
E-arly Monday has shown up,
N-ew dawn third of
A-pril.
I-t's a beautiful morn,
B-ad weather turns calm;
O-pen your heart to warmth, let your birthday come.
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