Let's Greet the Sun

Let's greet the youthful sun that roll the mat of our suffering before the night rain visit our spreading sin Our joy is born with faith and hope We've seen the moon put on a smile, his bed, flowered with a breezy dawn Our nose have smelt yet another year full of love and they said the sun did it Season comes and go but we remain here We can't eat our food raw when the sun remains the pride of which we stand for.