The dawn awakens slowly, A canvas painted bright, With splashes of the sunrise, Chasing away the night.
Birds chirp a soft greeting, To the world bathed in light, As nature comes alive, In morning’s tender sight.
- Jānis Akuraters
The dawn awakens slowly, A canvas painted bright, With splashes of the sunrise, Chasing away the night.
Birds chirp a soft greeting, To the world bathed in light, As nature comes alive, In morning’s tender sight.