O, my sweet heart if you be away from me.
I always see you in the mirror of my heart.
Come hither, come hither, take my lovely rose.
Never to cause the displeasure as an offender.
I felt you an angel of love and became a devotee
I am mistaken to love a stony hearted dame
I didn`t understand your fine cheating game
Birds and flowers wept to see me in love of ye.
Natural things already knew thine tricky smile.
Stars and moon say "she will deceive him soon".
It happens so in the life`s journey of every mile.
It is the wonderful story of my disgusted love.
This maiden has a beginning in never ending line.
Not to get you I only admire your beauty, what a fine!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem