Bubbling on the inside
With melodies unseen
The cavity of bucal can hold it
Inexpressible expressions
Tamborines with olive sheaves
The wait has ended with shouts of joy
Grief now imprisoned
Sadness elopes with terror
With shinning teeth for the world to see
Triumph at last
Legs in water were the days past
Now in celebration the people gather
The night oils weren't in vain
The results are out!
We screem for joy
We would spend the days in jubilation
This how it ought to be
The days we now enjoy
The experiences we would not lose
We would shout for decades the shouts of joy
