See the pigeons fly in the air,
See them land in Trafalgar Square.
See them take off in the sky,
As the red London bus goes by.
See the fireworks in the night,
As the sparkle with coloured light.
See the people form a line,
As they sing Auld Lang Syne.
Big Ben strikes twelve for a new year,
We celebrate and then we leave.
(Happy New Year)