When the sun shines,
The darkness is back
To its home,
And the sunshine
Sprinkling their blessings
Over the world
"Thought of a man
Become pure then,
That leads to a man
To the gate of bright
Kingdom,
Where he meets
His ultimate goal"
Wonderful is the sunshine,
That keeps us away
From all our bad doings
And opens our small mind
To the broad way,
To think about
The small joys
That travels around
Us wonderfully
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