Still I Am Without Leyla Poem by Mr Tebriz Musayev

There is a beauty in Law faculty,
Roughly, she has twenty,
She is the best, she is nice,
My heart is killed by her eyes.

This beauties' name is Leyla,
I have not seen girl as her so far.

Without her mornings are evening,
For her now I am singing.
When I see her fair hair,
To see her is useful as air.

My beloved name is Leyla,
In my heart this love will be scar.

She does not accept my friendship offer,
For me, this is great suffer.
But to see her face is happiness,
Because she is very nice miss.