The lovely teardropp watering the ground
With the roots somewhere deep in its heart
When from your eye is born a trustful tear
Flowing down the cheek like a stream
Flying away like the day hidden behind the night
You are in the blues and say no word
Your beauty cannot be quenched by a single tear
No springtime can smile sweeter than you do
Than the tear of your cheek like the river of love
From the paste of love you've nourished with tears
When the glow shines like a sleepless ray
The dew lies down in a bed of love
Waits enamored to fly away along with the dawn
And when your view becomes clear
Like the weather after the clouds vanished
Crystals take the shining costumes
In the wheat fields the corn is well done
Up the mountains you melt the snow like a summer heat.
Genc Kastrati.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
lovely teardropp roots deep in its heart beauty cannot be quenched by a single tear the tear of your cheek like the river of love beautiful poem. a tear drop and how it flows, the beauty of it. like your poem very much dear poet. tony