J-ust let the mist vanish,
H-azy Friday fades away;
E-arly Saturday morning,
N-ight disappears into the
G-ray.
R-ain seventh January
E-vades the beacon's light;
Y-our birthday has come,
E-ver blue sky is in
S-ight.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem