Sometime the mind tells,
'Let me love you',
Sometime it tells,
'Not, you can't love.
I ask it why
And he says in reply,
'She is so beautiful and you go to destroy her.'
I say it, 'I love her.'
'May you love her but
Is it your love that destroys once beauty.'
Really you the truth tell
I know it.
So, I always thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The poem is an amazing beauty, it's simply wonderful! ....................10