As I walk on that street at exactly seven o'clock, I hear an echo that won't stop. I smell the night breeze that makes music with the claps. Oh here it comes, I see them, smile. The doctors. The Nurses. They smile, we give them joy, happiness. More than that, encouragement to go on. That's when we feel it it's like a spot of light in our dark empty streets. but we will find a smile and all the bad times, just like now. we will fight it till it is done, not only will we fight till it's done, we will clap till it's done.