If by life you were deceived
Don't be dismal,don't be wild
In the day of grief,be mild
Merry days will come believe
Heart is living in tomorrow
Present is dejected here
In a moment,passes sorrow
That which passes will be dear
Don't be dismal,don't be wild
In the day of grief,be mild
Merry days will come believe
Heart is living in tomorrow
Present is dejected here
In a moment,passes sorrow
That which passes will be dear
