Golden drops of sunlight light the sky
The morning is coming
Heralded by the songbirds
The morning is coming
Making fishes jump for joy
The morning is coming
Bidding the moon goodbye
The morning is coming
Beaming at prancing deer and growling tigers
The morning is coming
Shining through the leaves,
The morning is coming
Finally, feeding the hungry eyes of passer-by
The morning is here
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