With Friends

Here is the road that starts from my home.
It runs, and curves, and bends.
And I can walk along it alone
Or shoulder to shoulder with friends.

The road turns to the right:
I stumble upon sorrow and sad.
But every misfortune I can survive
Shoulder to shoulder with friends.

Then there comes the light
When I follow my road to the left.
And love delights my heart and eye
Shoulder to shoulder with friends.

Then I feel the goodness and calm
When the road goes straight ahead.
All the difficulties I can overcome
Shoulder to shoulder with friends.


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