You can't leave it all behind.
Don't hesitate, make up your mind.
Do the things you have to do.
After all the sky turns out to be blue.
Absorb every sunny beam.
Lower your pressure.
Get rid of a little steam.
It's now time for pleasure.
Gather all your nerves.
Make it work.
Don't you know?
Life is shaped by different curves.
Be the man you are.
Earn that golden bar.
Make peace between the sun and the rain.
And peace paints with mighty colors.
It's time to shake off that weary pain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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