The muse of sweet love,
You make me feel like a Queen!
In her palanquin and,
Being carried by her subjects;
But, the sea only provides two percent of mankind's food.
The muse of life!
From Kyoto to Tokyo;
And with the gymnastics of true love,
But, you are like the tent of cedar to my heart.
The muse of love,
To drink the red wine which flows like a river;
With the muse of your sweet culture and, with the heritage of your love!
However, you always make me feel like a Queen whenever i am with you.
The muse of life,
With the muse of the sweet one;
For, you are the clandestine of my heart!
In peace, joy, mercy, caring and, with humility;
And, i will always be there for you to satisfy my soul.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem