Taking leave from my home, a few steps away
her house is just on the way
when I looked yesterday morning
I saw her through the window, doing her hair
Innocent face, downcast eyes
a simple girl, with simple style
She is neither an angel nor a fairy
But this is her magic! ! !
She makes one crazy, adds color to life
Where ever she looks
As soon as I leave my home....
I make rounds of her house
Even my friends are now laughing at me
I am telling the truth, I take oath on her
Even then I am happy
Just have one regret
The one I love, the one I can die for
Is unaware of it
The girl is like a mystery......
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem