Deserts are immense
Swallowing alone nights and days
Tying together failures and lost ways
Individual caravans travel alone
Each one with three camels roped in a line
Caravans are too much and cameleer only one
Come nearby me in our desert
Let our camels walk in a way to assert
Come to be alone together walking to exert
Come to put up with whipping of cameleer
Let time lead us in loneliness' desert together
Knot your childhood, youth, senility to mine tighter
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I would like to translate this poem
Come nearby me and, let me feel the muse of your sweet love. Nice work.
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