Life!
With the pure gold of my land;
In this private room.
Love!
Prepared for you;
In the upper chamber.
Muse!
At the age of 4,
My child was doing puzzles meant for 6 year olds.
Life!
My child is very wonderful with his mind;
But, he talks like a parrot.
Life!
His mind is free like the pure gold of my land;
And, very clever with the sweet muse of love.
Muse!
Take this flask of oil in your hands;
Then, you can see the pure Gold in this private room.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem