As the night rose
Turns
The geese will follow
And as the day bloom unfolds
With we in hurry
Running free
End not and seal not your lips
As we perish
Drinking glasses clean
Leaving no remorse for the rest
The distant mist stays our course
Remembering soon to greet
And in the hours lighting
We shall begin again our toast's
Feb 21
Feb 21, 2026 at 11:32 AM UTC
As the night rose
Turns
The geese will follow
And as the day bloom unfolds
With we in hurry
Running free
End not and seal not your lips
As we perish
Drinking glasses clean
Leaving no remorse for the rest
The distant mist stays our course
Remembering soon to greet
And in the hours lighting
We shall begin again our toast's