B-irthday brings big bash,
I-n the sky it starts to shine;
N-ew dawn has broken,
A-nother weather looks fine.
O-n first morn of July,
G-reetings come in a flash;
A-fter the night is gone,
D-ay of birth brings big bash.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem