Don't stand at my gate a minute long
If you only want to view my lawn.
Don't look through my windows
If you only want to see my pen.
Don't stare at my door
If you only want to look at the knob.
Do enter through my gate freely
Walk into my garden gladly
Knock on my door bravely
And eat with me happily.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem