The days which pass in sorrow,
are always hollow.
The darkness which takes over,
makes the person rover.
When they are overcomed,
The days to Laugh then come.
The day to laugh again,
when we feel no pain.
When light comes,
happiness and joy comes.
No pain,
no gain.
Then come the days to cry,
when we don\'t feel high.
The darkness comes over us,
which doesn\'t makes us fuss.
Ah! The days to laugh again,
we await them.