Sky shall sip the pride,
soothing and so high,
color it has is for us,
it smiles to nurse,
colors of joy and of cry,
both shall be felt with a smile,
we shall be the first to nurture,
a dream to have in life all the colors,
where shades of joy gives a smile,
shades of sorrows leave wet eyes,
colors can be felt all over,
in poor’s shaking legs,
or in rich’s party lights,
everywhere these sparkle,
and leaves hope in dazzle,
oh may all find the colors,
colors of joy and of smiles!