Many a days
I can't see your face.
My life here weightful stone
Motionless
Finds no way to move
And entwined with gloom;
Show no hatred or a less
Gimme love
Take me to your place
Then, let me see your orchard in bloom.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
o love Take me to your place Then, let me see your orchard in bloom...///beautiful loving poem