What a colorful dream makha lives with a river of blood. How many shallow piles lift? At the Sea River Ghat. How hungry they dream to be, What a beautiful dream to live with that girl In search of rice, Why they lost the right to live Come to earth, Where that cruel creator should cry so sad Sends life to Gulur, Let's see how many sharks in the river Crocodiles are still crabs At the gate They hunt for ants' eggs To mean in the abdomen, Who gave birth to heart, Why save so much trouble Urge New widow hidden face Who will see?
Let's see how much is in the river New widow hidden face Who will see his sorrow, The groom has gone to the stomach of a tiger To everyone to live the mall themselves, Who saves the car, So is the life of darkness The dream is dark.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem