N-ever let the sun go down
O-n your bright birthdate;
V-ile weather will not come,
I-n early November
E-ighth.
J-ust don't let the sun go down
U-nderneath the blue sky;
A-nother day is shining,
R-ays are red up high.
I-n the sweet lovely morn, new dawn breaks with gleam;
O-nce it shows the beacon, it shares your sweet dream.
C-rimson sun won't go down
O-n your day of birth;
M-orning's smiling face
I-s bringing a million mirth.
S-unshine won't go down, as it rises toward the zenith;
O-nly when the raindrops fall, both of them won't meet.
T-he sun won't go down,
A-fter the dawn has broken;
P-ure delight fills your heart,
D-ark has no place in heaven.
A-s you brave the horizon,
S-tand strong on your ground;
A-llow the flame to burn,
N-ever let the sun go down.
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