Wake me up hey mum-dad
When flower of paddy rises
And hey wake not me till
The morning's lovely horizon arises
I wish not to hang around
The ghostly nights still
Ah! don't make me alive on stormy sounds
My heart sicks and gloomy I feel
I was looking for some island
Which could hide all my illusions
And some far away I am to stand
Searching for some weird absolutions
I wish to find out
The heavenly path for me
And I hope to be of no doubt
Heartily I could further see
To the distance the upcoming sky
I'll be there with the smiley face
And where I could say you ba bye
For you have won the right race
MY LIFE"S RACE
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