When the sun comes up, I will win.

This may be the greatest vocal piece ever composed. Very few women attempt it seriously (because the note range is for a tenor). She pulls it off big time.
It is humanity's objection to the world as it exists, and love overcoming terrible odds.
The last lyric translates to "at daybreak, victory, victory!"

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Yell Incoherently and Carry A Big, Brittle Stick - Modern American foreign policy.