Clear sky comes after the rain.
Wipes all the hardships and the pain.
Seven colors bow at the horizon.
Look up.
Shower of stars above.
You see, everything will be alright.
Just hang on a little bit more.
As storm shall pass, eventually.
Fainna ma'al 'usri yusraa
Inna ma'al 'usri yusraa
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