N-ow that the sun is rising, 
I-t's time to see the light; 
C-ome behold the beacon, 
E-vening fades into the night.
H-ope ahead is in view, 
E-ach cloud has a silver lining; 
R-ain in torrents disappear, 
T-he warmth fills the morning.
E-leventh of December Monday, new dawn is breaking; 
Z-one of ray is in sight, now that the sun is rising.                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
N-ow that the sun is rising, I-t's time to see the light; I like these lines, dear Bernard..............