We have journeyed on the sea with opened wounds
and are backs moan at the taste of salty mounds
We grieved but did not lay wreaths
We waited for hay days but hey!
Hay days are mere days
So now we look on with frowned faces
As the clock Ticks and Tocks,
the year is gradually fading
Fire crackers are blasting away 31st December nights
They call it a new year
A year dies and another is born
Robed in amber lights and thousand liveries tight
We lost hope, we soaked fears, we shed tears
We were held back but we fought back
A new year is come so we sing the halleluyah chorus
creatively crafted in the pride of our new selves
31st December 2014
and are backs moan at the taste of salty mounds
We grieved but did not lay wreaths
We waited for hay days but hey!
Hay days are mere days
So now we look on with frowned faces
As the clock Ticks and Tocks,
the year is gradually fading
Fire crackers are blasting away 31st December nights
They call it a new year
A year dies and another is born
Robed in amber lights and thousand liveries tight
We lost hope, we soaked fears, we shed tears
We were held back but we fought back
A new year is come so we sing the halleluyah chorus
creatively crafted in the pride of our new selves
31st December 2014
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