Sagot :
Answer:
The Inner History of a Day
The Inner History of a DayNo one knew the name of this day;
The Inner History of a DayNo one knew the name of this day; Born quietly from deepest night,
The Inner History of a DayNo one knew the name of this day; Born quietly from deepest night,It hid its face in light,
The Inner History of a DayNo one knew the name of this day; Born quietly from deepest night,It hid its face in light,Demanded nothing for itself,
The Inner History of a DayNo one knew the name of this day; Born quietly from deepest night,It hid its face in light,Demanded nothing for itself,Opened out to offer each of us
The Inner History of a DayNo one knew the name of this day; Born quietly from deepest night,It hid its face in light,Demanded nothing for itself,Opened out to offer each of usA field of brightness that traveled ahead,
The Inner History of a DayNo one knew the name of this day; Born quietly from deepest night,It hid its face in light,Demanded nothing for itself,Opened out to offer each of usA field of brightness that traveled ahead,Providing in time, ground to hold our footsteps
The Inner History of a DayNo one knew the name of this day; Born quietly from deepest night,It hid its face in light,Demanded nothing for itself,Opened out to offer each of usA field of brightness that traveled ahead,Providing in time, ground to hold our footstepsAnd the light of thought to show the way.
The Inner History of a DayNo one knew the name of this day; Born quietly from deepest night,It hid its face in light,Demanded nothing for itself,Opened out to offer each of usA field of brightness that traveled ahead,Providing in time, ground to hold our footstepsAnd the light of thought to show the way.