J-ust let the pain pass,
E-vening chill fades away;
A-fter the cold Saturday night,
N-ew dawn meets the Sunday.
R-aindrops fifth February
A-re nowhere in view;
S-un has begun to rise,
O-bliterating the blue.
N-o more mist and haze,
A-s you enjoy the scene;
B-eautiful view is in sight,
L-eaves like heart are
E-vergreen.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem