MORNING OF BLISS.
There is a beautiful morning, just a little ahead of us.
A beautiful morning of bliss.
When you will look back to the days before,
The days of uncertainty,
And then smile,
When you will look back to the days before,
The days of sorrow tears and pains,
And then you just laugh it off.
This morning, will bring you rest,
Rest from you labour, struggles and hard work
This blissful morning,
When your pains will be turned to pleasure,
And your grass become grace,
Your sorrow becomes joy, and sadness happiness.
This morning will surely come to you, it won't be too long.
May this day come to you in goodness of health,
And may you be alive to see this morning of bliss.
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