More beautiful than the sun;
When it wakes up in the down,
All its dazzling,
And radiant beauty with perfection,
Even when it says good morning,
All the influence with power and attraction,
Never it makes change,
You smile you frown,
Clarity and visibility,
No comparison the moon,
No when the sky is dry nor is plain,
More precious and valuable,
Than precious stone,
You bright you shine,
Above the diamond stone,
If the comparison of your shine,
With gold is done;
Is like diamond with marble stone,
Calm and relaxed beyond water in the pond,
Your beauty and quality good;
Stronger than the description and word,
I have fallen,
Broken my legs and my arms for you,
Loving you and i love you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poetic imagination, Garba. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks