Its wheel on the road,
Moves round to round
At the top of the mountain;
Should you be cautious,
No more;
Would you like the challenge,
The challenge of morning, day and night;
Have an intention to touch
The glory of the sun,
The soft beauty of life,
The tide of the ocean,
Movement of the flapping wings.
Its wheel on the road,
That engraves the love
On the soft soil,
Touch the roots of the herbs,
Touch the cheek of the kid,
Hand of the fiancée,
Eye of the cute birds,
Clouds of the sky
And the Colour of the dawn;
The full of life -
That never die.
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- Sanjibsaha Aniketa
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Eye of the cute birds, Clouds of the sky And the Colour of the dawn; The full of life - That never die. /// written beautifully the colors of nature yeah is a beauty of the creator never can die