[Verse 1] Have you witnessed one-five-zero, Currency aligned in stately row? Observed a scholar, once with naught, Amassing fortune dearly sought? Does such ascent not stir elation, A triumph born of aspiration? If not, then shadows cloud your view, For many flee the truths they knew. [Chorus] Oh, felicity—does it not ignite? The climb from darkness into light? Yet if contentment fails to start, Then turbulence still haunts the heart. [Verse 2] Since youth I held a tempered stance, Against the throng, I’d not advance. Respect I earned by reason’s might, Prepared to perish for what is right. No idols lead, no mentors guide, By intellect alone I stride. Through countless evenings spent in strain, The recompense was wealth attained. [Chorus] Oh, felicity—does it not ignite? The climb from darkness into light? Yet if contentment fails to start, Then turbulence still haunts the heart. [Verse 3] Each enterprise my hand sustains, Resounds in grand, harmonious strains. The ledger rings with constant chime, An endless rhythm marking time. No change required—I stand complete, While envy falters in defeat. The sun bestows its gilded rays, And sceptics marvel, lost in daze. [Bridge] Philosophers may well contend, That wealth alone can’t hearts amend. Yet poverty breeds no delight, So still we chase the gilded height. An envelope of promise sealed, Unveils a world by dreams revealed. Though jealous whispers rise and swell, I play my part—and play it well. [Final Chorus] Oh, felicity—does it not ignite? The climb from darkness into light? Yet if contentment fails to start, Then turbulence still haunts the heart.
