Base, basin!
Holding the grapes,
In the vineyard of love;
Full of joy! !
With the romance of nature.
Bin, tin, thin!
Kin,
Skin;
Akin to the works of the truth.
Card, bard, yard!
In the vineyard of love;
Fine art of peace,
To dine along.
Sine, cine!
Cube and tube;
With the art of the ink!
To think wisely.
Base, basin!
Eyes of love,
Vineyard of peace,
Simply red! !
Muse of the pin;
Fine art,
Abstractly noted;
Able to think,
With the muse of the ink of life.
Fin, in!
Not the gin;
Only the red wine! ! !
In the of peace.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem