N-ew dawn has broken,
O-pening the better day;
R-ise of the red beacon
I-s taking the night away.
E-arly light in the morning
L-ets you rise from slumber;
Y-our sweet eyes behold
N-othing but a fine weather.
A-llow your heart to feel
S-atisfied with the sunshine;
T-wenty-sixth November
U-ses the brightest skyline.
R-aindrop from the lane
I-s not falling anymore;
A-llowing your soul to search
S-omething deep like never before.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem