I have not yet penned down
A sweet love poem for you
Nor given flowers to wear in
Your silky hair and come out
I have not yet told you that
You are the sweetest flower
In the garden of my life nor
Kept you under my loving care
I have not yet loved you as
I should have loved a lover
Nor taken you as goddess of
Beauty to be worshipped forever
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem