I grew up in my father's house
Being nurtured with my father's advice
To grow up and marry one wife
So as to live the fullest of life
On my adventure for women
There were many Omen
They are good, they are bad
They are soft, they are hard
I saw a girl with fine face
Her face draws more than the case
Of which we came together
So I thought the love will last forever
The love grew so rapid and with passion
It showed in speech, thought and action
And we vowed to be together
Unless do us asunder
She told me she never saw her father
She grew up with only her mother
She was told I look like her father
She thought it was a play from her mother
In a dream, the mother saw me and my father
We were talking and playing together
When she woke up, she thought it was mere
Or probably just a night mare
The same thing happened to the girl but not in a dream
She brought out her pen and wrote in reams
She tore it for she never believed
That one day, I shall leave
If I had thought of one thing
I would have gone for my mind was boring
Why her mother never stay long with me
Every time "it is a pity I can't stay with thee"
Why didn't she stop me
And told me not to love
Her only beloved daughter
The girl I took as my friend and lover
When I took him to my father
My father knew she was her daughter
He tried to stop and prevent me
Always saying that he loves me
On the day of the wedding, he opened up
That he was not in his top (heart)
And he said "sorry to say"
Your wife is my child "
The marriage ends!
Every ones weeps! !
I fell in love with my lover
But really she is my sister.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem