fear not dear Aswath,
hold your head up high.
For it's hard to place such value.
Of this friendship made with I.
Aswath fret you not! ! !
Though seems I'm world away.
I yell your tale from mountains.
A poem surely finds your way.
Aswath listen closely.
All you inquire I shall tell.
My kingdom run amok me.
My mind must rest a spell.
Hear me noble Aswath.
My ends come to a means.
I offer you all gold I have.
To buy your faith betweens.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem