I
Pleasantries, fairies, and fare
Lovers and loving
Everywhere
Emotion unyielding
Twice as appealing
II
Red poppies for dinner
Sweet lilies to roast
Love of people
Of any reproach
III
All beings are living
With you in their hearts
You capture them willingly
And tear them apart
Sweet love as sent from above
As from the dove of love
IV
Merriment feast to your power
This your loveliest hour
Letters and calls cool your temper
For you are a fool of winter
And that of summer babies flourish
From that winter’s lodgings with you abound
Little hearts then beat your sound
V
The young love at will
They are not tied down
But, you save the greatest power
For their truest love
And for that date
You await
When they weep for their mate
You then open that gate
And let yourself in
This is your fin
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem