I agree nothing lasts forever
But, had come to me scarcity quits never
And by her, I'm always chased
Hush! she is so arrogant and ill behaved
Does she ever choose a rich man?
And set me free just for a second
That I would also feel rich like
In the garden of money my eyes would remain open wide!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem