The Mark of a Man is in his Charity

 

The Mark of a Man is in his Charity by Michael Casey

The mark of a man is in his Charity

The mark of a Man is reflecting in the eyes who love him

Fear does not last

In the dawn Love breaks through

As the birds sing to greet the day

Sun will shine 

And darkness will be chased away

For wherever there is song

The birds will sing in 

And people will rise up

Just as the French say

Au armes cityones 

Evil will end

We will have our cake 

And eat it

LOpera is just a dance away

So forever be happy

This is just a rainy day

But it comes a Rainbow

Made of Freedom

Mary has thrown it into the sky

For WE are her children