when tomorrow comes
Tell it what the past held
And what the present brought
Tell it of pain and anguish
And of happiness
When dawn has walked away
With moonlight in its arm
And the day gives rise
To its bouncing baby sun
Over and over again
As long as breathing doesn't blin
And man is still alive
To cause and to conquer
When tomorrow comes
And it is as ignorant as the latters
Tell it
To remember it is always pregnant
And one day,
It's pregnancy shall favor us
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