A camel for you and,
A lion for me! !
In the land of beautiful animals to respect nature;
But, anger kills a fool!
Envy slays many but, you do sit idle in the land of your muse;
So, how can i sing a nice song in this strange land?
When, the bullets of war are chasing me! !
The grave has enlarged itself!
And now, it had opened wide its mouth to swallow many;
But, take heed and be quiet,
Oh, my fairest among women.
A camel for you and,
A lion for me! !
But, the snow falls on us without a direction;
And like a mare among Pharaoh's chariots.
Dripping liquid of myrrh! !
Where is my fairest lady among women?
For, someone sits idle and does not know the time!
And like the battle of Magnesia.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very well written Sir