Yo-yoing in a labyrinth of streets
Celebrating the victories,
Chanting victory songs
With enlightened hopes and dreams
With high expectations.
But the sun is sinking behind the mountains
Black sunlight consumes the earth
Will the sun rise again tomorrow?
If the world turns sunless,
Where will we go from here?
What will become of mankind?
We have faith; hope
That the sun will rise tomorrow.
Yes it will rise,
It will rise again tomorrow.