Come... Enter my secret garden;
Where the soft sun never sets,
And the trees are evergreen,
And the naughty moon peeps in the clouds,
And the stars burst with laughter;
Like golden dusts in the silvery sky.
Come... Enter my secret garden,
Where the snow dare not go,
And my warm breath melts the cold.
Come... Lie in my green grassy bed,
And watch the butterfly awakens
The spring flower from her sleep.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem