There is no perfume.
There is a girl.
The noble hero obtains the girl.
The villain obtains the girl before the hero,
and the good person obtains the good girl.
By patience.
The girl obtains the hood.
The hero finally lies still with the girl.
Never did one finish that.
There is no true finishe to that.
Everyone obtains the girl.
Only the girl makes a fuss.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem