Dearest, do not say you have to go!
Do not play games with me, no, no, no!
Today the flowers in the garden play the tune of untold feelings;
Which I could not utter from shyness and hurt feelings
Who knows from where this shyness engulfs me,
I cannot look into your eyes!
Like the flrst love of a young girl!
The more deeper I feel, the more shy I become;
Do not trample all my hopes under your feet, no, no, no!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem