'Tis very pleasant and thrilling
To spend the holy Sunday
To one who has been busy
In a drudgery for six days.
Praying to God in Sunday morning
In a silent Church with neighbours
Brings one Divine feelings
Which lack in the other six days.
With others in a Sunday Temple in morn
Worshipping Deity with full devotion
Creates a flood of purity and sanctity
In the Temple of one's true heart.
Spending Sunday afternoon with family
In a restaurant or in a shopping mall
Makes one forget the burden of works
And binds hearts with Love and affection.
After six days' work, passing two hours
By whispering in an afternoon park
Is more romantic than anything else
To two lovers with true hearts.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem