H-ope for the break of dawn,
E-yes of you will see light;
L-et them not close too long,
E-ither of them will turn
N-o sight.
R-un to reach the end
O-f the volatile horizon;
S-lowing down shall bring
E-xerted effort to oblivion.
D-ay four October morn, behold the heaven's key;
E-ither eye won't turn blind to the promised land of glory.
L-eave all the vicious lies,
E-vil deeds and wrong behind;
O-pen your vision to the truth,
N-either eye will turn blind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem