Dawn A poet is born, a new day is born; And live the day that comes, at dawn; For it is inspiration to beautiful poetry Who, like the poet, is reborn in the air. What a beautiful day! What a beautiful morning comes to light The soul hidden in vain poetry Who, like the poet, is reborn in the air. The sun rises with such sympathy Who leaves sorrow aside, singing; The dream comes back, the sweet magic To have one day the gift of dreaming ‘Coa life full of pure poetry Who, like the poet, is reborn in the air.