J-ust let the cold chill end,
E-arly Thursday sixth of April;
F-rom dawn till twilight,
F-ill your mind with thrill.
O-bliterate the shiver,
N-ew dawn's beacon ascends;
A-im to fight the quiver,
T-ill the cold chill
E-nds.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem