My father! I'm leaving home,
The four bearers lift my palanquin.
I'm leaving those who were my own
as I'm going to be my beloved's queen.
Bless me. My father! So that i find a happy world,
and fly like a free dove and my wings unfurled.
You raised me tenderly with love, like a flower,
you used to swing me in your arms and gave me a shower.
You've watched each phase of my life unfold,
Leaving beautiful memories for your heart to hold.
Impressions are still left in my mind,
Cannot be erased by time's wind.
As I write these, I fight back the tears,
As I think back over our years.
And no matter how far I would roam,
My feet would always lead me back home.
So life would go on just the way its supposed to,
I will remember tomorrow when you say to do.
To treasure each day and every moment I share,
May my love would conquer all obstacles that come and stare.
Today I'm a happy and cheerful bride,
As the four bearers lift me in the palanquin.
But tomorrow when I leave this world and die,
Those four bearers would lift me in the coffin..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem