J-ust open both your eyes,
U-nderneath the blue sky;
N-ovember twenty-fifth day, gaze at the clouds up high.
A-ll the rays from above
G-ladly bathe your life;
A-llowing the sun to shine,
M-aking you free from strife.
A-s the dusk disappears,
T-wilight does the same;
A-nother day has broken, bringing a burning flame.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem