All that is good and bright will come
Time and tides really roam hard
Pain will be eased
Night will fold its cloak
And the overflowing tears of yesterday will be gone
And today, I am asking about yesterday - ‘what was the fuss about?’
Pass me the grapes
I will press them and make some wine
It can be a long road
It can be you alone in a crowd
And at work, play or in the family
People will form friendships
And you may never belong to any
But my friend, know in your heart
With the certainty of your soul
That you are not the deprived one
Though my light be shown to me not at dawn
The skies will open sooner or later and it will be morn
But when my light doth arrive at noon, I know it is come to stay
The one who was brought down to their knees, the one who was sacrificed
The one who was thought little of, the one who was deemed defeated
That ‘one’ has come out floating atop the sea, steady and triumphant
The Mediterranean Sea she conquered
Here’s the victor who names no vanquished!
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