The little stream sings and dances
on its way to the flower tree.
Waters bubble when it thinks of the flower tree.
I want to flow fast and kiss the roots
and my tree will blossom into
flowers beautiful and new.
Do you know now the secret of love
and its mystery that brings forth flowers
on my flower tree?
I want to flow fast.
Can't wait anymore
to kiss the roots of my lover tree.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem