Before the east glows in the sun
Run boy run
Only they who run
Know the fun
Of leaving the bed
And going ahead
5 chimes the bell
And off you sail
Sniffing the smell of grass
Past you the winds rush
Run along as if on wing
To reach where the larks sing
Up down down up the feet
Lub-dub goes up heartbeat
Like invincible one you run
To feel the morn so sweet!
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