You, learn to cook us tasty meals
And I will build our home.
You, smile so bright, so that this smile
Could make our dwelling warm.
And pour live water to the soil
And I will plant a tree
So that a pilgrim could enjoy
His shelter here for free.
You, love me so, like no one did,
And I’ll grow up a son
Who I’ll be proud of, when old,
For fair deeds he’s done.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
hmmm...only in azerbaifan probably. thanks for sharing.md