Beat the drums and dance to the rhythm,
Hear the pounding of the feet on the floor,
Thank the gods for what we are given,
Life, energy, spirits that soar.
Celebrate, celebrate, the lives of the young
For through them the music of life is best shown
Through laughter and joy, through tears of sorrow,
Through rage and frustration, they become grown.
Celebrate, celebrate, the lives of the old
With experience, and wisdom, they raise the youth
They beat the drums that guide life's rhythms,
They hold the key to life's hidden truth.
If you are old, then you probably know
The secrets of life, and don't need to be told.
If you are young, then you've no need to worry
Just dance and wait for your life to unfold.
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