The damsel of the night,
Suddenly caught my eyes,
Outshone stars in the sky,
And wore a veil of mist,
...
A grasshopper was perched still
On the tip of the green bristle grass,
Like morning dew.
As if the summer would never pass.
...
Tears drenched my eyes.
Like a child committed a mistake,
Dismayed and distressed was I,
My heart throbbed and felt ache.
...
Stealthily and Imperceptibly,
I begot with someone a baby,
A fruit of desire or fun.
With my heart pierced,
...
Rose
Rose, though voluptuous thou art, alarm.
Thou blossom with the genuinely charm
Of lingering aroma and courage,
By nourishing in Fountain of Knowledge.