K-iss the rain goodbye, 
A-s the sun is shining bright; 
R-ays from up above
E-liminate the chill of
N-ight.
V-ile weather passes by, 
I-n sixth day of December; 
L-ights in the blue lane
L-et you rise from slumber.
A-n early crimson begins, 
C-omforting your mind and heart; 
E-vening shadows disappear, 
R-ed beacon will never depart.
A-fter you open your eyes, you gaze at the awesome sky; 
N-o more mist and haze, kiss the rain goodbye.                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem