Here see, showers of flowers
And here we are, my dear, in love.
We are taking bath in love
We are getting the truth of life.
We are in truth, my dear, we are pious
Character is our fine jewelry.
We are worshiping all, all the creatures here
As we are dedicated to life that we live.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem