In the hope of getting a rose
I came to you when it was spring
But it was summer in your side
And a dry thorn I had to bring
In the hope of humming a song
With you sitting by the stream
I had walked a long distance to
You but it remained just a dream
In the hope of getting your love
I waited till my youth is gone
You did not care for my heart
I lost all hope for your return
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I would like to translate this poem
Hope for getting rose beautifies mind with love but thorns in rose branch pinch and gives hurting. Still love remains in high in mind. Amazing sharing is done here.10
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