D-awn has just broken,
E-arly twenty-fifth of April;
N-ew morn promises warmth,
N-either dark nor night chill.
I-t's a wonderful birthday, beacon begins to rise;
S-hadows have vanished, passing from your eyes.
N-ice day is in view,
O-ne light is a very good sign;
P-ink sky and sun meet
A-bove the horizontal
L-ine.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem