A damsel of splendid beauty,
who knows her duty,
she has dignity,
and stands for purity.
A lass of good deeds,
who scatters her seeds,
in the open fields,
a good harvest it yields.
This vision has been foretold,
that her beauty no one can behold,
she is known overseas,
among all races.
Her family call her blessed,
because her hands are gifted.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
viky ur poem is inteligently composed and artistically aranged, lookin forward to hear from u