N-ow that the sun is rising,
I-t's time to see the light;
C-ome behold the beacon,
E-vening fades into the night.
H-ope ahead is in view,
E-ach cloud has a silver lining;
R-ain in torrents disappear,
T-he warmth fills the morning.
E-leventh of December Monday, new dawn is breaking;
Z-one of ray is in sight, now that the sun is rising.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
N-ow that the sun is rising, I-t's time to see the light; I like these lines, dear Bernard..............