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Bell Island, your beauty remains,Whispers of gold in the heart of our pains.Through the stormy nights and the bright sunny days,I long for the moments when life had its ways.[Outro]So here’s to the island, the town of our youth,In the heart of my memories, I’ll cherish the truth.Though the gold may be gone, your spirit will glow,In the tides of my dreams, forever you flow.