M-ove from lower to higher,
E-arly third of October;
L-et not your heart surrender,
I-n climbing up the ladder.
S-tart to rise above the crowd,
S-oar toward the cloud;
A-im to shout it out loud, making your whole life proud.
Y-ou follow God's command,
A-s you're one of the believers;
N-ow is the time to stand
T-aller than the
O-thers.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem