M-onday morn has broken,
A-s you wake from slumber;
Y-our birthday ninth January
E-rases the rugged weather.
T-wilight is already gone,
T-he moon is passing by;
E-arly dawn has come out, bringing light to the sky.
D-ark shadows slowly fade,
U-ntil the sun is sublime;
R-ays from the beacon
A-re bright by
N-oontime.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem