I asked a bird a question.She was singing melodious on the top of a minaret.
I asked, 'Where are you from? '
The bird chirped, 'Istanboool! ! ! '
I thought, then it must be wonderful.
So I urged the bird.
'Bless me. Take me there.'
In a second I am now in Istanbul.
And writing poems on his wall.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem