I know the orchid trees,
Who bend when the wind breeze.
When all the flowers from it fall,
I suddenly run to pick up all.
I like the color of yours,
The color looks totally pure.
I rather like your smell,
I think the smell is well.
I know the water in pond,
Yo know that I am your fond.
You are the god's boon,
I come to you every noon.
I know the sun in the sky,
You seem to be a light giving guy.
You are the one who give light,
But not in the dark night.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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