R-unning to you ahead of time
O-n the fifteenth of July;
L-ooking for a chance to greet,
A-fter the night passes by.
N-ew dawn breaks ahead of time,
D-riving away the rain;
O-pening the day with warmth, after the heartache and pain.
P-aths of steepest hill
A-re too tough to climb;
N-ever though will I linger,
I-'ll arrive ahead of
T-ime.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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