A wicked way the wind blows strong,
tighten the craft and strengthen the tie.
Ripping the sheets from the line does the
wind torment?
Stay the course,
though the waves rise high,
through the storm will the dawn arrive?
With the break of dawn will tomorrow come,
the rise of tomorrow will bring a new beginning?
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I would like to translate this poem
Good choice of words for the situation... yaa..morning days are here again...la la la 'ada'