See, how she looks
How she shows her true shyness
her modesty, when she looks at me.
I am her true lover. I will die for her.
But when she looks at others
who are full of lust for her
she pretends her shyness and modesty.
Still I cannot take it.
My heart dies in jealousy of others.
How beautiful is she!
I would have her and forget the fairies in the heaven.
It's just the beginning of my love, wait and see
how will I end up in bed with her later.
To get her, I would forget all morals, all ethics
and even God in the heaven.
- to be continued as Part II
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem