E-arly light has come out,
D-ark clouds leave the lane;
G-ray haze has disappeared,
A-n amazing beacon denies the
R-ain.
S-econd March warm Wednesday,
E-vening chill fades away;
R-ise of the sun begins,
R-ed rays brighten the day.
A-s you wake from slumber,
N-o mist and fog outside;
O-pen your eyes to the dawn, as the flying lizards glide.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem