J-inx has been left behind,
U-npleasant night fades away;
N-ew dawn fifth of March has warmed the breaking day.
G-ray haze has hidden
U-nder the new horizon;
Z-enith awaits the light,
M-orning meets the beacon.
A-llow the Sunday to shine as bright as it can;
N-ever mind the heat, for you're a hardworking man.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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