O sailor, come ashore,
What have you brought for me?
Red coral, white coral,
Coral from the sea.
I did not dig it from the ground,
Nor pluck it from a tree;
Feeble insects made it
In the stormy sea.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This has such a charming rhythm to it- many of her poems do.