J-ust dry your eyes now,
O-pen them to bright sky;
Y-es, the dawn has broken,
A-fter the twilight passes by.
L-ook up and dry your eyes,
A-s the sun starts to ascend;
I-t's a beautiful morn,
N-ight cold raindrops
E-nd.
Q-uest for the warm light,
U-ntil you see the beacon;
I-nteresting rays are rising
J-ust above the horizon.
A-llow your tears to fade,
N-ew tomorrow never dies;
O-n the twenty-third of July, smile and dry your eyes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great poem of faith.
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