Due to whose arrival, the evening has been colored.
I am still thinking, who should I ask the name of the beautiful maiden.
Her complexion is gold; her beauty is silver.
Her eyes are beautiful pearls.
Her lips are like flower buds, her teeth are pearls.
And her hair is pure silk.
Like a beautiful melody, like a lotus.
She is pure aged wine.
I am still thinking, who should I ask the name of the beautiful maiden.
The queen of beauty, the queen of dreams.
Since, I have seen her, the number of my dreams has been increased.
I can accept every accusation for her.
I am still thinking, who should I ask the name of the beautiful maiden.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem