J-ust let Saturday pass,
E-vading the sunny Sunday;
S-un rises above the horizon,
S-hadows have faded
A-way.
L-et eighteenth December
U-se the beacon to be sublime;
Z-enith stays in the sky,
A-waiting the noontime.
R-adiant rays up high
A-re shining in delight;
T-wilight and dusk
A-re left in the night.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem