J-ust leave the dark behind,
E-arly beacon meets the day;
S-unshine warms your heart,
S-hadows have faded
A-way.
B-reak of the new dawn
I-s filled with warm light;
C-old chill and raindrops
A-re drifting into the night.
L-et the beautiful morn
D-eny the lonely twilight;
O-n eighth of December, crimson is burning bright.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem