I had a penny…
But I have lost
Have you got that?
‘Cause I need most.
Evening becomes stronger and stronger
I can not go home with a bare hand
People would be waiting with an expectation
Some body is coming from the foreign land.
I had a bag…
Which I lost
Have you got that?
‘Cause I need most.
I purchased lots of thing to distribute
Smile, Love, Affection
And pretend to be keith and kin
People are waiting ambitiously
Return me those…
Else with a broken heart
They will consider me as a mean.
I want the things
Please return me those
I want to return home
Do not let my way close
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem