As the sun always rises in the east,
It never bows down before the beast,
Always kisses the earth with its gentle wings,
Clasp the earth as it is
And stow that youth rays in every thing.
It never bows down before the beast,
Always kisses the earth with its gentle wings,
Clasp the earth as it is
And stow that youth rays in every thing.
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