J-ust let Tuesday morn
E-rase the Monday night;
N-ew dawn has broken,
A-fter the lonely twilight.
L-et twenty-seventh December warm
Y-our soul and your heart;
N-ever let your faith and hope diminish nor fall apart.
T-ry to keep your love aglow,
A-lthough there's pain inside;
C-ry not a river of tears,
U-ntil the raindrops hide.
L-et the flood subside,
O-ne beacon begins to rise;
D-o start to be optimistic, show the glow in your eyes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem