R-ain has stopped from falling,
U-nder the wide bright sky;
B-eneath the thin white clouds
Y-ellow rays come from up high.
B-irth month of you is March
O-n an eighteenth break of day;
N-ight shadows disappear,
G-ray haze has gone away.
C-old chill is turning warm
A-fter the dark has been over;
Y-es, the dusk has drifted to let the light shine everywhere.
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