Y-ou look so fine,
Z-one of dark has turned bright;
E-arly thirty-first of May
L-ets you see the morning light.
D-awn looks so fine,
O-ne twilight passes by;
J-ust let your both eyes
O-pen to the blue sky.
L-ife is here to behold,
E-ven though at times it's not benign;
S-o happy to see you, because you look so fine.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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