B-eneath the wide blue sky,
E-arly dawn rises from slumber;
L-et December first day break,
L-et it be beautiful
E-ver.
S-unshine in the morning
U-ses the crimson ray;
R-ed beacon up above
A-ims to erase the gray.
R-aindrops and chill are nowhere to be found;
A-n ever fine weather is finally felt all around.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem