A-n old day passes by,
N-ever will it return anymore;
N-ight is nowhere in sight,
E-arly beacon opens the door.
P-assing old day won't come back,
A-s the new dawn has broken;
T-he fourth of January
I-s warm beneath the heaven.
A-nother pleasant view is there up in the sky;
M-orning has shown up, an old day passes by.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem