K-iss the night goodbye,
Y-our birthday is coming;
L-et the Saturday break,
A-s the dark is fading.
M-idnight moon up above
A-ims to make a descent;
R-ise of the sun shall begin,
I-n the dawn of March
E-leventh.
A-fter the cold lonely evening,
L-ight will set things aright;
V-iew in the sky gets clear,
E-arly morn is in
S-ight.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem