The year passed
It called to us “bye”
We must say bye
It passed as shadow
Must come and go
The time is passed
It had torn clothes
It had bad memories
Will complain to sky
Who hears it?
That’s our God
It had good memories
We remember them
When we get bad
Times and bad tempers
We may be happy
And get a smile
To over our hurt
The New Year comes
With smile appears
At all faces
It wears new clothes
Its face is brilliance
The sky has stars
Brilliant with lightness
It says has well
And fill of hope
To receipt the good
Times and great success
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