A-bove there's a shining star,
R-adiance sparkles so bright;
N-ight turns into new day,
E-vening shadows into
L-ight.
V-ile weather turns fine
E-very twelfth day of May;
R-ain has just disappeared,
C-old chill drifts into gray.
E-arly morn has broken,
L-anes are blue up high;
E-ven the dark wants to see
S-hining star in the sky.
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