Let your quarrels fade away ere there dawns another day,
Let the sun of peace and love illume your path.
It may be the friend of years who has grieved you with his sneers,
And your temper may the flame of hate have fanned,
But the promptings of your heart will compel you ere you part,
To say, as you extend a friendly hand:
Chorus.
Don’t bear any ill feeling, forget and forgive,
Shake hands, let us be friendly as long as we live,
Life is too short for hatred, shake hands and don’t say “Nay,”