Rice, rise!
Cooking it;
With the muse of the lovely kitchen and,
With the chicken! !
Just in time.
To anvigate the ways of life!
And, to keep a low profile in this town;
But, to keep in touch always with the muse of love.
Rice, rise!
With your love;
And, with a point in time,
As you were ordered to serve freely.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem