To my dear sweetest contemporaries,
My guilt to thee beyond words;
When thou see my whim varies,
A sweetest boon given by our lord.
O my dearest companion,
Would thou accept my bloom;
An apologetic amatory compassion,
So worth it could light my gloom.
O my sweetest adoration,
Thy forgiveness is my remedies;
Don't let it be a vain adulation,
When thou decline to give thy mercies.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem