The first happiness of the day
Is a ribbon of sunshine
That wraps around your hand
And caresses my shoulder

It's the breath of the sea
And the beach that waits
It's the bird that sang
On the fig tree branch

The first sorrow of the day
Is the door that closes
The car that drives away
The silence that settles
But very soon you return
And my life resumes its course
The last happiness of the day
Is the lamp that goes out

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