J-ust let fourteenth December
O-pen the Wednesday with light;
V-iew in the wide blue sky
I-s shining so bright.
O-ne beacon warms your life,
Y-our shoulders are bathed too;
A-fter the twilight is gone,
N-ew dawn has broken for you.
D-arkness has just faded into the shadows of the night;
O-nce you look up above, you see the clouds are white.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem