A-s you wake seventeenth January,
N-ight chill and rain vanish;
N-ew dawn has broken, haze and mist diminish;
C-oal clouds Tuesday
A-re nowhere in sight;
L-ight in the blue sky
D-enies the Monday twilight.
I-t's a beautiful morn,
T-he beacon begins to rise;
O-pen the door and keep the blaze in your eyes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love the expression coal clouds. ++10