A-ffair in fifteenth September is held beginning at dawn;
L-ife's loneliness once felt is now really over and gone.
M-oments in fifteenth September
A-re truly rapture-filled;
N-ew dawn lights the meadow
A-s well as the nearby greenfield.
L-eaves in fifteenth September
A-re swaying in pure delight;
N-ice dance across the floor
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem