Excited, joyful, zealous;
On the banks of the river of love to share my views with you;
And like the swamps and the marshes to respect your name.
Holy, sacred, blessed;
Use the trees for food and the leaves for medicine;
But a tree will bear new fruits according to its moon,
And like the swamps and the marshes to respect your name.
You are Sadar and i do understand your muse,
For the news came to me and i was very glad;
But the joy of this river is towards the eastern region of your land.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem