There she runs fast, so long as the earth
She likes the sides, the side scenes, every time
Never curses, ever dislikes anything in the way
So long as she is not disturbed by natural way
The torrential wind and rain she feels full
No doubt she will overflow and makes all fear
She is the river, the river everyone likes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem