E-vening rain and chill
L-et you quiver in the night;
L-et the early crimson rays
A-llow you to see the light.
M-orning warmth in the sky
A-ims to bathe your heart;
E-ighteenth day November, rugged clime begins to depart.
S-unlight starts to show up
A-s it calms the vile weather;
L-et the red beacon shine,
V-iolent storm is
O-ver.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
To live through a violent storm is frightening. So the lull comes in peace.++10
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