One day is actually a day
When our sorrows will fade away
And happiness will flow like rain
We have the success and fame
That day isn’t today
‘Cause the strife is still on its lane
We gather strength to aim
And the tears still rain
For that very day, we wait
Please come soon, don’t be late
Save us from the sun and the pain
Give us the dew and even the rain.
But I’m sure the day is near
I will glady wait and prepare
But never will it meet me as a visitor
But at the entrance not the corridor
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