in the early morning rise

In the morning

I see people going

Cars moving on the streets

To the market place or working

In the early morning rise

The prayers offer in the light

Let the Lord watch us by

As the sun rising in the sky

The sparkles of light

It paints the shadows in corners

The sound of motorbikes cruising

Breathing in the smog of engine fumes

But in the morning

It has become a routine

Everybody will get up

There is something to do

In the morning

I see people gooing

Cars moving on the streets

To the market place or working