V-iews in the sky above
A-re amazing to the eyes;
N-ew dawn twenty-eighth January
E-ndorses the sunrise.
S-aturday morning delight
S-tays in the sunny day;
A-llowing the Friday to pass, as the shadows fade away.
C-old chill has disappeared,
A-fter the night is gone;
S-moke in the air loses,
T-housand thrill has won;
R-apture is truly brought, your heart is filled with glee;
O-pen your mind to mirth, as you remain feeling happy.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem