Even if you find the flower, Aththi, the rarest of the flowers,
And if you can see the rarest of the white colored crow,
And also even if you can find out the footsteps
Of the fish In the reverberating ocean,
O' the ignorant and mad fellows!Can the celestial who wear
Garland made up of nascent flowers find out the mind of women
Who have eyes resembling the ones of deer? Never!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem