Dandelion drifts on the wind.
Cool breezes touch sweetheart's skin.
Tall grass looking so green.
Mountain air smelling so clean.
Fir trees standing so tall.
Wild geese flying above it all.
Wild horses running free.
Sweetheart's love is as sweet as honey from a bee.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem