Color of the leaves of wearing dokhona
On the waist, with abwi danga
O dear you go to pluck vegetables
I am seeing on the whole ways.
Long black hair and beautiful out
Very shy with your pink lips,
Tooth split in show
You greetings to me smiles.
O dear you pluck vegetables everyday to go
Vegetable fern, leaves of taro,
Sometimes, and bhutua shibung manimuni etc...
Sweet seasons of sing songs.
I loved you
Nature's calm in the soul,
Your eyes pointed at the fights
I saw in your beautiful eyes.
Smiling become quickly
You grab the fish go to waterfall,
Sometimes to go pluck vegetables cultivation of land
My edge and become shy.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nature is calm and soul is calm. Colours of leaves are also beautiful. Very interestingly shared love poem this is. Nice sharing....10