The ear tests words as the mouth tastes food,
But, to drink mockery like water is the very ways of your life;
As seen in your land where, no one respects the laid down laws.
The carnal mind cries out! !
But, a dream which has come true will never pass away;
Muse!
With the knowledge of true love from afar;
But, the door for the sheep is now being taken over by the thief and the robber.
The roar of the lions!
As heard afar on a faithful hill;
The muse of your love!
As seen in the faithful valley of peace;
But, the thief and the robber have taken over the door of the sheep.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem