J-ust let the tenth of March
A-im to leave the night;
C-heck the Friday morn,
Q-uest for the shining light.
S-un has begun to rise
A-bove the new horizon;
N-ew day starts to come,
C-hill is brought to oblivion.
H-aze, mist, and fog
E-vade the burning beacon;
Z-enith awaits till noontime, after the break of dawn.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem