Praise to him! who have granted you the beauty,
Winds and venues leap up with liquid sweetness.
Salute to your sweet petals; ah, dear Tulip baby!
My heart swells with your love and the greeting.
Someone alien just passed by your pleasent Eden.
Weary of many days sojourned for a while,
Your scenes have now become more florid.
I do fear that your beauty might beguile me.
If God so wishes, I shall come again to see you.
May earth be feeling more fine with your perfumes?
What a worthy festival of the colours held by the foothills,
And I am yearning to make there my abode.
The nature bestowed you the beamy dyes,
And this naked beauty is bewitching my eyes,
The gentle stars are devoting all their lights,
Thereby drawing near, the night of delights,
Nothing is so fragrant as the glory of a flower,
Mine eyes do love to see you hour after hour.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
O Tulip praise thee you are my beauty on this earth you are trouble free though I'm not only but also fall in your love the divinity........