J-ust let March twenty-fourth
U-se the Friday morning view;
D-awn has just broken,
A-s the night is far from
Y-ou.
C-rimson sun has risen
A-bove the new horizon;
R-ugged wind has vanished,
G-et up and move
O-n.
B-eautiful beacon shines,
A-iming to warm your heart;
S-tormy evening disappears,
A-s the shadows depart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem