I feel much better here
And nowhere else,
I started my carreer
And dreamed to visit Wales...
I sing the songs of beauty,
The beauty of my school.
I can't forget my duty-
To fill my soul full.
I thank my dear teachers,
I sing the song for them.
My knowledge is not inches,
My mind is not ice-cream...
My school with me forever.
My school is in my heart.
It made me very clever.
it made my study hard...
Some words about school...
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