Every morning that dawns
And bids farewell to evening
We say:
Everything that happened
Will be forgotten tomorrow.
The land that wore a cloak of jasmine
No matter how much you burn it
With fire and destroy it
It will never be replaced
**
Every morning that dawns
And bids farewell to evening
We say:
Everything that happened
Will be forgotten tomorrow.
The land that wore a cloak of jasmine
No matter how much you burn it
With fire and destroy it
It will never be replaced
**
