Our happy days,
I pray
Will last longer than our age,
That after we end our race,
We will be a monument of happy days.

Clean the tears,
Clear the fears,
You came into time through birth,
You will leave one day through death,
Do your best and leave the rest.

Our happy days.
What a happy day
It will be after we've spent our age,
Looking down from a space
Where there is no race and race,

where we are all one
on one and for one.
For us...

© owó alákòwé