J-ust the thirteenth day
O-f August I have to write;
M-aking the night turn to morn,
E-vening shadows turn to
L-ight.
C-omfort and pleasure
E-rase the darkness away;
R-apture remains in you,
A-ugust thirteenth day.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem