• Even if these last 12 months have been poor,
    Even if it has almost come to Death at my door,
    Even though joyous things have created toomuch sorrow,
    All of my regrets and pains will disappear tomorrow.

    Next year for me will begin a clean and ready slate,
    Next dawn will bring a much-anticipated date,
    Next second after my sleep will be one to celebrate,
    And like the wind will my saddened spirit resolutely elevate.

    Last year's malevolent spirits will no longer stay,
    Last not will a particular evil for another day.
    Last of all,after the fright,the light of joy will appear,
    Shining on all people such that they will persevere.

    Will new evils come as the happiness fades?
    Will my spirit once again sink into the deoth of the realm of Hades?
    Will all of these questions be dispelled from my mind,
    For I care about the current time,not the future will worries lined.

    The New Year comes quickly,so I will dwell on good change,
    The chances of improvement are coming for us so for those we must arrange,
    The wealth of opportunity and the joy of sadness' leave,
    Are waiting for us,so wait just a little longer on New Year's Eve.