A-llow the sun to shine anew,
N-ight moon will descend;
N-ew dawn is about to break,
I-nclement clime will
E-nd.
R-ising sun will shine anew,
I-ntroducing morning glory;
C-old chilling rain fades away,
O-n the fifth of January.
V-ile weather disappears
I-nto the dark, gray, and blue;
L-et the beacon rise again,
L-et the sun shine
A-new.
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