In the river braking banks -
It was as if a tree had suddenly sunk
Night falls in the riddle of dazzling eyes
Plunging into water the Kingfisher picks up the fish.
The young woman in the intensive cottage nearby-
Opening window of the blouse
Getting wind at the crest of the Chimbuk mountain
A torn yarn goes away floating idle.
a crazy lover-
A little farther on
Secretly drawing the imprint of his own blood-
On the nipple of the massive breasts of his sweetheart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beautiful imaginative