N-ew dawn has broken,
E-vening chill fades away;
N-ovember twenty-seventh
A-ims to brighten the day.
E-arly morning sunlight
C-reates a crimson ray;
L-etting the dark disappear,
E-rasing the blue and gray.
V-iew of the lane above
I-s amazing to the eyes;
A-llow the beacon to shine in the gleam of the skies.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
allow the beacon to shine.
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