[Please feel free to translate the rest!]
Why does my heart tremble so much?
Why do I stretch my hands toward the sky?
Why do my feet kick up the soil and run about?
I get the feeling in my heart that I'll be lucky.
I hold growing hopes in my hands.
My feet run toward the distant horizon.
Because I'm alive!
Because there's a tomorrow!
Because the Earth is spinning 'round!
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