If people came to know where my king's palace is, it would vanish
into the air.
The walls are of white silver and the roof of shining gold.
The queen lives in a palace with seven courtyards, and she
wears a jewel that cost all the wealth of seven kingdoms.
But let me tell you, mother, in a whisper, where my king's
It is at the corner of our terrace where the pot of the tulsi
The princess lies sleeping on the far-away shore of the seven
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem