M-ake it always on time,
E-veryday when you wake up;
R-ed beacon above the horizon
L-ets the rainfall stop.
Y-our birthday has come, April fifth early Wednesday;
N-ew morn has broken, after the dusk fades away.
S-unrise has just erased
I-nclement weather or clime;
C-atch the glimpse of daybreak,
A-s the dawn is always on
T-ime.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem