Behold! Here she cometh our love: autumn,
Sky is happy and breeze blows, pleasant.
The cherry trees are nurturing their broods,
Every where leafs has worn colourful suits.
Come ye all, my beloved friends, come!
Let us sing aloud sixtieth- six psalm.
O ye lasses, rejoice and prepare a meal,
O lads, peace every where ye let them feel.
Give bountiful thanks unto the Lord thy God,
Let others see the things has done by thy Lord.
Remember how faithful God has been to ye,
In winter, in spring, in summer and every day.
Ye have seen how God has fought thy battles, and brought unto ye fame,
Ye will see more than this if, faithful to God ye always remain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Jasbir, such an inspiring poem👍👍👍