S-un has begun to shine,
A-s you rise up from slumber;
L-ight Friday above the line
I-is burning bright
E-ver.
S-hadow of the evening
I-s nowhere to be found;
D-ecember thirtieth morn
L-ets you stay safe and sound.
A-llow Thursday night to pass,
C-old chill is already over;
A-fter the twilight is gone,
N-ew rays make you feel better.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem