The night is cool and the moon is beautiful
Stars are shinning and wind is blowing cool
I wait for you in the garden to prove my love
Hold you in my arms with the bright sky above
I hear the sound of your anklets at a distance
Waited till morning but couldn't see your face
Flowers bloom when dawn breaks in the east
I walked back to my room through walls of mist
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem