The city of pink with an ocher silhouette
Sparkling gold as the sun shines upon it
Wherever the eyes rest a sense of wonder
A story waiting to be heard and told
Hidden carved in the palace corridors
The secrets of a maiden’s heart kept
Sidewalk singing about legends
which brave swords did tell the winds
A magic trick by a street urchin
A camel to take you for a ride
The city weaves like Shahrazad
The tales of color and delight
From Amer fort to the City Palace
Hawa Mahal to Jal Mahal
The city of gems twinkles always
A different romance in every breath! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem