D-awn eighth of March
O-pens the day with light;
N-o more lonely evening,
N-ew dawn denies the night.
E-arly Wednesday morning makes a brand new start;
R-ise of the sun begins, cold chilling raindrops depart.
Y-our birthday has come,
A-fter the dusk disappears;
P-ure delight is felt, bringing no doubts and fears.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem