Having found you, I feel I've lost myself
Even if I could, I wouldn't know what to say
There are no words in any language
That I can use to describe you
If I were to say that a beauty like you
Cannot be found in the whole world
This compliment, in truth, would be nothing
Your mischievous style and grace
Spills out from your face
Your thick cloud of hair
Rests on your shoulders with pride
Your scarf floats in the wind like a cloud
Your arms are filled with moonlight of beauty
If I were to say this splendor
Cannot be found anywhere and never will be
This compliment, in truth, would be nothing
It’s your generosity
That’s led to this story
Now our paths are the same
Where you are, there I’ll be
If I were to say, my soul mate
That you’re a nymph from heaven, a fairy
This compliment, in truth, would be nothing
Having found you, I feel I've lost myself
Even if I could, I wouldn't know what to say
There are no words in any language
That I can use to describe you
If I were to say that a beauty like you
Cannot be found in the whole world
This compliment, in truth, would be nothing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem