R-ainy night and chill are over, 
Y-our day of birth is sunny; 
A-fter the dark shadows fade, 
N-ew light shines with glee.
S-econd month of the year, 
U-nder the eighteenth morn; 
L-et the moment be joyful, 
A-llow not fun to be forlorn.
P-ure delight comes from the dawn, 
A-n early sunrise is the reason; 
S-ee the good view outside, you'll know life must go on.                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    